Author: drachenkreiger

On the way there

Or stuck and can’t get out.

Either way

You are bound to find your way.

The sun is shining.

The birds are singing.

The insects buzz happily.

I cover my head with the blanket

In a futile attempt to block out light.

After overheating I find myself

At a disadvantage

And end up placing a chair under the doorknob.

Always waiting for…

The delivery driver.

The phone call back.

The Service provider.

The mailman.

The Inspector.

The emergency services.

Anyone who makes decisions that you have no control over.

Need an airship.

Fly’s awaiting.

Time to drive the wheel.

Take to the sky.

Float among the stars.

Ozone layer passed.

Sabotaging your dreams.

Doubting all your successes.

Failing to plan ahead.

Losing control of emotions.

Letting yourself be manipulated.

Toxic behaviour ignored.

Making bad decisions.

Wanting the final end.

Turning away from the light.

Jumping into the abyss.

Why, why, why?

Accepting failure as the norm.

Lifting into the air.

The solar system expands before us.

Driving the engines forward

As the machines turn the rods.

Crews stepping sideways

While the officers run the bridges.

Orders followed.

Or else the black hole leaves a gap

in our memories

where no one else survives.

I know I put it in a safe place

Where I could find it

When I needed it!

Except now,

I can’t remember

Where I put it.

You see them

After a time apart.

It is so seamless

How you fall in to conversation.

Joy fills your heart.

Saying goodbye is bittersweet

Because you do not want to leave.

Yet you know the pleasure

You will receive

When the next time you visit them.

Inside the flation

Is famation

and In that is

a record of carceration.

Who is in the formation of the In?

An interesting term

when applied to antibiotics.

It is true.

Essentially,

They discover the infection.

Then destroy it.

Helping you to recover from the wound.

So hand me my bottle of disinfectant pills.