Saturday 12 March 2016

What can never be


I am not well, I tell the dragon

Yes, he answers, I know
But last night I heard you
I heard you nearly speak the riddle
out loud
You stopped yourself
Why?

You are mistaken, I answer
I do not know the riddle
I am tired, and I am not well
I cannot be alone
I am scared and exhausted with the effort
of being awake
It feels like I have been awake forever
I dream of snow
of running in it
of hearing the crunch of my footsteps
on the ice
I dream of diving into the water
so deep
and not needing air
I wish I had never seen it
never heard of it
never known it
I wish I could only remember it
as I ran in the snow

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