Convulsive laughter maimed
The pallor of his cheeks
Left me dizzy and incredulous.
His humor was poisonous in high doses
And I had heard enough
Lacteal larks foaming with unease
Barbwire teeth arresting
I gripped the banister ferociously
Rustling the joints in my knuckles
If only I had some excuse
Some means to controvert my detainment
But there was nothing.
My eyes fell on the stairs with haste
Winding their way up
Mind splintering the crannies
Of a more tolerable captivity
If only I could hide in plain sight
A ghost in the attic
Sought only in avoidance
On a completely unrelated note
We got the keys to the house yesterday! We went to visit, it is just so beautiful! Sam has to work this week but next week he is off and we can start in earnest. I have some X-mas shopping to do as well even though we are dead broke at the moment. Did I mention the car has a serious problem? I am in every conceivable mood. I want to win the lottery.