I have seen alligators
enchant the innocent
into their swamp parlour.
I have tasted the earth,
transfigured in its nuclear playground.
I have been lifted into a violet sunset,
charred with soul-shattering burns.
I fell into winter’s heaviness,
plunged my body into a chilling aqueduct –
stayed, sleeping out the human panic.
Lovely day to be freed of all
attachments: Let the storm revolve
around this abnormal world. Let childhood
serve as a consolation for withdrawing,
In a room a decade passes.
We walk in bewildered, we walk out unchanged.
This way, I move upward – toward blackness,
the edge of eternity.
I take seat beside the paradoxical judge.
I dream, a hundred miles away
from a new beginning.
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Vine Figure Poetry Page” November 2015
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