waiting for wonderland)
searching for diamonds in the sulphur
mine, leaning on props which are rotten,
hoping for anything, looking for a sign
that i am not forgotten.
lost in a labyrinth of future mystery,
tracing my steps, all mistaken,
trusting to everything, praying it can be
that i am not forsaken.
i wait by the door, wondering
when you will come and keep me warm.
i pray for the end of the night,
hoping the light will still the storm
which presently betrays me;
helpless sea-monster stranded on the
sh*r*, marooned in an ecstasy of waiting.
i yearn, although knowing that i shall
dive no more
in the tide already racing
my lungs burst to cry: “finally
how could you leave me here to die?
i freeze in the chill of this place
with no friendly face to smile goodbye –
how could you let it happen?”
how could you let it happen?
dreams, hopes and promises, fragments
out of time;
all of these things have been spoken;
still you don’t understand how it feels
when i’m waiting for them to be broken