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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....