Where I Lie

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Where I lie, there are no stars,
though perpetual night is my bed-fellow.
I am not alone, but the company that keeps
is not particularly talkative in the dark.
I find myself wishing for a light
but knowing there is none.
No flick of the switch to banish the gloom,
no bright illumination to warm cold stone.
Time holds no meaning within my chamber vast,
to tell me how long I have lain prone on icy marble.
No clock ticks, no seasons pass marked
by changing weather or temperature:
Skoll chases the sun out of my sight.

It is always cold,
and to my dismay I find my blanket too thin.
Would that I could stand,
and grope my way to the door--
But I find no matter how I try,
these old bones refuse to move.
And so I lie, out of sight of moon and sun,
in silence as thick as the shadows around me.
Finally, eternity falters in its step,
interrupted by the wafting scent of lilies in the dark.
My eyes, stiff from staring up into ageless darkness,
shut as the warmth of a summer long since forgotten lulls me.

Where I lie is now where I sleep.

Reviews

[alesuriko]

Wow... this is amazing! I'm literally blown away by the tone, the metaphor, the explicit imagery. It's so vivid and thick and intense and I'm desperately searching for a specific word that just isn't coming to me. But seriously, this is wonderful hun. The atmosphere pulls you in and engulfs you in within this setting until the very end. The imagery is so descriptive, you can feel the darkness and smell the lilies. This is an amazing piece!