Life Awakening/for the May Queen

Life Awakening
 
 
Report from over the edge
(falling or flying?)
Actors on this mundane stage
(in prelude to dying)
 
Revel in our role as mobile mud,
immersive experience.
 
Dutifully capped in belief
we would spew
pent-up poison.
But, taste!
Fortified water vital
with mineral dust.
 
Awake, world in space
moves sanely.
Renewable lake, safe to trust,
pours through this core.
Pain soothed to prophecy:
apocalyptic healing —
cleansing visions
take root from within.
 
 
 
for the May Queen
 
 
Tick Tock
Times a’creeping
Maidens weeping
beating rags along the river’s edge
shallow floods keep the land aware
destiny is seatide
 
Crazy lady mending her endless tears
Throat flumed, a voice to run from
Love never tarried, though many she married
She cocks an eye, arrowing flocks of fears
Cackles and coaxes sweet mourning doves
to carry her coffin to market
Buyers beware
 
Don’t stop
Don’t answer
Don’t stare
Don’t be seen
Hide in the green
Hide in the hole you call home
Never admit you belong
to the caste you belong to alone
Never assent to succeed to the throne
Wait for cover of darkness
Wallow in comfort of sleep
Trade what time you’re given
for a secret you can’t keep
Destiny is seatide
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