There was a horror blog That descended on me and it was a slog To get through all the peat and turf And everything just getting worse Why did I not just let it be Let the dragon get to me As I ran and ran But I know I can Only go so far as my legs can carry And that the man I want to marry Will find me eventually Will cut the chain and set me free But is that just a myth, a tide Someone who just does not abide In the deeper dimension And no extension Of time and space or relativity Seems to bring him closer to me And it was like all the windows punched out And everything was in doubt And I thought the devil had control And wanted me to play a certain role As I paced around my room on the first floor Have I lost everything I adore And they tell me, tell me, take these pills Don’t let it be a display of a clash of wills Between you and Power And you’re not in a tower Princess Pink Waiting for the kitchen sink To be hurled out the window You didn’t sin though You just lost the war Now we can tell you what it’s all for But I turn my face away Because I just cannot stay In this realm of thieves And everyone believes In everything they say Meanwhile I just walk my way And I stare into the press Before I undress For bed And Marina said “What are you looking for?” If only I could answer, the one I adore But it would be trite and superficial So I say I don’t know, it’s just edifical And anyway I find the pair of socks And the cófra doesn’t have any locks So I just close the door Lie into the bed like a minx, mo stór Until it’s lights out And Emmett is about To gaze behind the curtain I know he thinks that I’m hurting But I’m really not It’s just that I perceive a lot Beyond the realm of what’s considered to be true And it’s beautiful when I look at you Coz you’ve got a purity and a belief That what you’re doing brings relief To tortured souls But I’m here for when the bell tolls For all and the many I don’t want there to be any Soul left behind Trapped inside their own mind So I take the lower position Though it is not my predisposition To be on the ground Listening for any sound That might come through But there’s angels singing when I look at you And I hear them call Out to us behind the wall That separates And nothing equates Like with like I wait for the day I drop the mic But it’ll never happen Because only people who are napping Think they are the doers of This holy kind of love We are recipients and vessels of the pure It’s something I know for sure In the midnight owl Something somewhere is on the prowl For what it can eat I hear it snap at my feet And Gandalf the Grey Simply had to go away To be replaced By a sunshine that takes the place Of the light You don’t see it shine til you let the white Absorb you whole And take your soul Into its own creation And education Only goes so far Like science and the bar Then comes God Or consciousness or the ‘aul sod Speaking to your heart It has to end before Love can start