Your dream wedding The waking world’s a hollow shell Where all things end though never well Yet beyond the world of where and when All things begin since there one can Pull aside the purple drape From which your bride cannot escape For if she could, you’d surely bring her From the half-lit world in which she lingers She stands there on your wedding altar Praying this time you won’t falter On your sprint through incensed streets Still dressing as you try to beat The clock that ticks with frantic hands As yours search for your wedding bands You realize you’re in a dream Which only makes your mad rush seem More urgent than your daily life Where there’s no sunlight and no wife To warm the hours you’re awake The one thing left that still can make The day a somewhat safer bet Not doubled over in regret For all the soul’s food that you might Be tasting were it dead of night Is hoping when you come to drowse You’ll get to speak your wedding vows In a quiet church of a ghostly town In which she wears her wedding gown Last time you even made it there Though she’d vanished into twilit air You pray that this time she will stay Wait for you, not run away Into the ether or the cursed dawn Run faster now-she’ll soon be gone As a child you already knew That dreams were deeper and more true Than bleeding on the dull-edged knife Of what was then your waking life Spent wriggling on an unsafe pin That’s in you now, that’s always been What’s turned the day all tarry black Causing you to scramble back Inside coccoons where you’d be free And lovers what you thought they’d be The best of what you might have been Kiss her now as all your kin Throw rose bouqets and festive rice To bless your vows in paradise For now you chase her ghost in dream You wake up sweating, maybe scream Her name or weep your tale of woe Now that she’s been forced to go Back to her unseen dimension Leaving you with apprehension That you’ll not see your lovely bride Until you die or suicide The latter’s not a choice for you Your options are laid-out and few To live your life as best you can To linger in the world of men To hope and pray she comes to you When sleeps arrives and day is through And if in dream a wedding bell Clangs so loudly you can tell From whence it comes and where she’ll be Run fast and you will surely see A look of joy and sweet surprise In her heavenlit come-hither eyes
Posted on: Fri, 27 Jun 2014 19:43:12 +0000