Juliet Artston: Mask
I looked out the window of my tower.
I saw you and I knew.
I knew my mirror cracked
Into bits of glass
But what did I care. What did I care.
I reached my hand out into a world
I had been barred from
Just so that I could touch yours
But that was that
Did you take mine? Did you take mine?
I entered a world of glass and gold
With no journey back
I thought if I could lie then I could hold
All my heart has ever lacked
Even knowing that glass fools shatter
I called out your name
I wrote it in a poem,
I sang it in a song
But did you hear? But did you hear?
Better than singing in a gilded cage
Wouldn’t you guess?
I made a daring escape
But that was that
Is this dirt on my hands? On my hands?
I entered a world of glass and gold
With no journey back
I thought if in disguise I might still hold …
But I fear there is a crack
And I knew
Yes I knew
You were my doom
And I know
How I know
I wear a costume
Shadows know
Yes, they know
They know the truth
I know
You know
The mask wouldn’t last
Yes I know
Yes I see
Yes, I feel the cracks.
The mask was cold but the sin was kind
And I can never mend those cracks
Yes, the mask was cold but the sin was kind
And I can never take it back
The mask was cold and the sin was mine
And I will never--
(from "Midnight Dreary" novel. (c) 2011 Luz Briar)
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