for Magpie Tales
in the dark
it's easy to dream
easy to roll into a ball
and spin gossamer blindfolds
across your eyes
nothing can get you in here
you nestle with closed suitcases
and old cigar boxes
a decaying uniform
serves as blanket
thumps and creaks interrupt
the sensation of safety
old tunes weave in and out
like background music
remembering
yet the light beckons
bringing messages of possibilities
new trails, new monsters
maybe a new song or two
you ever so slowly venture out
