inspired by"do i dare disturb the universe?"- the love song of Alfred J Prufrock TS Eliot |
I awake, and for a moment I´m alright Then the night engages day as the dark absorbs in light And the opposing armies meet in elemental force somewhere in the darkness between my shadowed walls The voices are my sickness and the rituals are my cure Do I dare disturb the universe? No I ll wait a little more.... My feet confine to slippers-three taps to make them pure then the long and mine filled journey across the bedroom floor clean- placed clothes upon me with extra care so not to crease for legions of ants and parasites lie in stealth beneath The voices are my sickness and the rituals are my cure Do i dare disturb the universe? No I ll wait a little more.... My bus is marked ; 9:41 it means that I will have to run for I take my coffee before ten and the woman with the dirty hands is serving after then I board and sit -three from the front I hear whispering laughter from behind I wait and listen harder - the brakes pads as they grind? could it be real? or in my mind ? The voices are my sickness and the rituals are my cure Do- I- dare- disturb- the universe? No I ll wait a little more.... In my pre- rehearsed persona my life becomes a play The outside world -my audience The inside world - my cage The voices are my sickness and the rituals are my cure Do- I- dare- disturb- the universe! No I ll wait a little more.... |