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 it
never
known it
I
wish I could only remember it
as I ran in the snow
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