Monday 17 December 2007

West Kennet

West kennet

Late at night
Dark
Frosty ground crunches underfoot
Fear grips my heart
It wont let go
Not sure I can carry on

Got there and standing outside
Slowly fear starts to slide
Im going in
Down the steps
Of straw put down some time before

Main chamber surprisingly dry
But for some reason I want to cry

Shot marks on the wall
Target practice for the small minded
Take them down and bring them home
Sad for them
They don’t see

Light the incense
Warm now
Rattle and hum
Rattle and hum

They join in
Lots of them
More than I imagined
A bit overwhelming

Stop
Silence
Then a reply
Freeze

More reply
I join back in

It starts to rain on me
But this cant be
Im inside


‘Even the water that falls from the mountain is warm’
A sign
Everything is fine
Drop down
What is there to be scared of?
One day my ashes will be scattered in here
If im lucky

Maybe my daughter will spend the night here
Maybe she’ll be scared too
Forget fear
Focus

Its OK
Time to go
Say thanks
Thanks for having me
Byeeee!
See you next time

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