The Rat Pack Devours.

Reviewing the end
as your life is lived
have you done what you liked, what you dreamed?
only the orange-tinted sky and the grounded massive earth
know what you are
is that reassuring?
as you stand in front of these
the rat-pack of people whom you have seen so often
and watch them devour your soul
have you no regrets?
when the shadowed, mirky sea swallows you,
do you wish you'd done something different, all those years ago?
and do you follow, all unwilling, in the footsteps
of others whom you've never met
and hope for something to stop the neverending voyage?

hope fails,
and the shadows under the trees wait
and you know
that there is no escape
now that you have left the safety of the sun
sunset draws near and you are lost
lost to them
the stars turn their backs
and the moon hides her face
the earth turns beneath you and falls into oblivion
only the shadows are watchful

reviewing the end,
trapped in the forest,
and the dawn breaks upon you
the orange-tinted sky heralds the departure of your captors,
and the grounded massive earth holds you safe
the rat-pack devours, but not for keeps
your soul is your own again
the voyage is embarked upon,
the seas conquered
sailing upon the oceans of possibility
to finally wash up on the shores
of your home.

© Elizabeth Klassen 2009


neural disintegration

it's closing down on you
one, two, three things
more things
and when the hole's been dug
six feet down
take a deep breath and dive
before the contents of your shelves fall down on you.
horrors of empty rooms
ghosts of what wasn't
and will never be
fie, for shame! no regrets!
do what you don't dare.
and when you're standing
in a dark alleyway
take a deep breath and run
before the things you always dreamed you would do, come back to haunt you.
neural disintegration
takes a toll. Your eyes are wide
with the silence that holds your breath for you.
you put down the box
and you owned your space
and when you sat down to think
we all knew what you were thinking of.
and when you're lying
in your warm bed
take a deep breath and dream
before the terror sets in and steals your soul.

© Elizabeth Klassen 2009