5 December 2005, 10:15 AM
I am not dwelling on
I’m dealing with
The fact that you can’t see me
Only serves to prove the point
You have never dealt with
All your life you’ve fought not to
Struggled to move past
To get on with
And you wonder why
You can’t get around
Under
Over
You cannot dwell elsewhere
Until you climb down from it
Go inside and dwell
Sit a spell
Study the hearth
The halls
The pictures on the walls
The stains
Upon the well-worn carpet
And the very cold
Very bare floor
Be haunted by the mournful creak
Of rocking chair
The solitary moan of chimney
As North Wind makes her endless pass
Over the roof
Where you stubbornly sit and wonder
Why you are so cold
The stair
The stair is waiting for your steps
Longing for the day you come again
Let her carry you to places
You have been
Long forgotten
Darkened doorways
Consuming fright
Sweat-damp sheets
Extinguished light
Face the night
Accept your plight
Cease denying what has been
It need not come back ‘round again
Turn your back to the North Wind
Begin again
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