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Poem Details
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| Title: | Led into madness |
| Author: | Cathy Page |
| Date Submitted: | 11/1/2007 |
| Email: | quixotic@iinet.net.au |
| Poem: |
My thoughts crawl on papered wings like flies dying on the wrong side of the screen. Small deaths, large deaths, I want to lose myself in death's dark, seductive currents. I am caught in the centre of my struggle. I concede that death is not the most courageous answer but it pulls me towards the ledge. My desire betrays me. I could sail on a wish into that black space being hurtled on the final breath. I am filled with pain and conflicted voices. Death says I am your sanctuary, your protection, your cocoon. Its promises smell both sweet and sour. I have set out to record a life and death is a thread that runs through it. It always catches my guilty eye until I am caught in circling rumination. I am wanting but not wanting to perform this small act of oblivion. I sleep with my nightmares. When I awaken, it will still be half past life.... |