Mist covered castle

mist covered castle, steven humphreys, poetry

The mist covered castle

had a white blanket

as its shroud

the missile took off

and the astronauts

were off to see Jesus

and because they would see him

on the far side of the moon

the ninth configuration

was to be set in motion

although most left behind in the castle

were mentally ill to no

small degree

it mattered not

it was normal


they all slept with their

TV remote controls

clenched in their hands

the sanest man there

told me I was in great

danger and that I had turned a

blind eye to picking my daisies

in my war garden

‘if you smile you plant more’

but you cry inside

you did not smile

you laughed

but you then frowned

because you knew it was all

an act

you weren’t really happy,

were you?

he continued with

you don’t say what you mean

and don’t mean what you say

but you go on

don’t you?

you turn every corner and

haven’t hit that brick wall yet!

you miss watering the beautiful

flowers in favor of those

that wilt

and when you look up

there he will be

your executioner

the infidel

will place

his gun to your head

and you will promptly ask

‘is this how you will end it for me’?

he will look at you with steely eyes

and nod

his head




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