O Mortality!By Catherine Fisher
I skipped a stone along the sky
and it fell off into the sea
oft I thought how it got so high
but downstairs I get thoughts for free.
O Dementia!
Will you find me in my bed
where happy dreams race through my head
where they once thought that I was dead?
I ate my way to China
but they sent me right back home
I like the Orient not North Carolina
there they have helmets made outta foam.
O Paranoia!
Will you chase me when I've fled
when the sun sinks and turns red
when happy dreams are all but dead?
I flew up to the Underworld
to see what I would find
but as the wings of Hell unfurled
I thought I might change my mind.
O Redolence, O Rot,
O Pulchritude, O Putrescence!
Will you come when away my life has bled
when my Mortality feels like a weight of lead
when my eyes close and They proclaim "She is dead!"
© Catherine Fisher |