Relax- It's later than you think

I spent the day tending to a sick two-year old, so really didn't get out much except to take him to the doctor. Poor fellow! The good news is, it's nothing serious, he should shake it off soon. I was all set to go hit the gym with a vengeance today, but my little boy woke up feeling pretty lousy. Funny how real life always seems to get in the way of the plans you make. But on the other hand, I knew the job was dangerous when I took it. I'm still trying to add links to this site, but haven't quite figured it out yet. But then again, I can barely program the VCR, so it may be a little bit. Tonight's little opus is under the heading of highly experimental, not sure how it'll look typed out for all the world to see, but you never know till you try.

Polaris

From this dark

casement,

I see it,

I can no longer leave this

solitary tower room,

Save to leap

to my own death-such is its

Endless beacon, calling

shining, the

Pole star.

There must have been

something wrong from the start,

But I sought it out,

Filled with the faith

and hope that there was an

Easy gate, a

way to bring to light those

dim, half-formed

remembrances,

places now just

shadows, where,

perhaps, I

once had walked.

***

Too far I delved, too

much have I seen-

leaving only this

feeble shell and blasted mind

Now its idiot song

follows me, endless, deafening

blocking out all

sleep and reason

I no longer know

where the dream ends and waking begins

I hate the moon, and the

things it shows me, but

soon I will

blot out this vision

If there be any

mercy in this crawling chaos,

it will be

oblivion...