"It pulled me back, it is a monster" --from "A Bright World, Darkened" by Charne Williams
The Kraken in your coffee
doesn't wait for the end of your cool story,
The Hydra in your headphones
sends nine notes across the three bones
of your ear,
Please fill out this questionnaire:
1. Do ordinary objects seem to rear up? Posture? Speak?
2. How long has this been happening? Just today? All week?
3. Do you get the feeling you're in a movie? Playing a part?
4. Does the role involve broken dialogue/ bones/ heart?
Quit making that noise,
Stop hugging your knees.
Tell me about your earliest memory.
Does it have anything to do with me?
Do you see things that aren't there? Any idea why?
It's all right to make something up. It's all right to lie.
Good luck with the Kraken.
Who knows where it might be hiding!
Good luck, you poor loonbat.
Good luck with your writing.
Find Charne Williams complete poem HERE. This poem written for Kerry's challenge at Real Toads.