Slipknot

Whispers in the darkness
Ignorantly eager ears and lips
Ratchet imaginations run amok
Disgruntled souls are at it again
Preparing poisoned nooses for our necks

I wonder what potent venom
The mongers have brewed today
Better still, shall we give in?
Will we offer our necks for hanging!
Or shall we be the victor; never victim

Remember the stories never end
They only gain more salt and spice
They'll amuse your ears and tickle you
To a thunderous laughter when you hear
What the mongers brewed in your honor!

Talk of what happens in your home
Or how you ran into that big money
Even your wellness shan't be spared
What of the new job or friend you got
Neither will your shopping list escape

Worry not my dear, let them talk
Enjoy the unsolicited moments of fame
Just remember their words make a noose
That hangs,should you choose to give in
So mind your business and live your life.

Shadows lurk

In the dead of night
When I'm by my lonesome
Visits this deadly chill
Shivers shoot down my spine
As the lurking presence spys

I squeeze shut my eyes
Tightly grab the covers
Too terrified to breath
Closer does this being draws
Silently I chant away my SOS

Hopefully heaven will open
Angels will quickly descend
To come remedy these terrors
That lurk about me in the dark
Causing me to sink deeper into hell




Endless years of silent terrors
Each time I promise myself to look
Soft is my resolve that dissipates
At the first sign of the dark lurking
When will it end? Or will it end me...

Tonight I must make the bold move
And glance upon your face, if any!
I wonder what I'll see, hear or feel
Will this act of courage turn a new leaf
Or will it verily destroy the entire book?

Naked

This must be the bravest thing
For a (wo)man to strip off all layers
And just stare hard at what you see
Come face to face with your fears
Reach out to your irrational self
Uncover all your secrets hidden deep
Just you and your imperfections
I really haven't known such courage
As to look at all your short comings
And say "yes,this is part of me"
This is what builds me up or tears me down
Do not repress the beast within
Let run with the wind; wild and free
Be true to your nature without a fear
Be yourself... The rest can go hang

Choke me...

How did we get here? I wonder to myself...
Surrounded by ghosts of what used to be a home
Furniture turned upside down, side ways or broke
China and glass shattered all over the place
Clothes and curtains strewn across the space

Your hands tighten their grip around my neck
Pressed upon a wall so bare, hard and cold
All is blurry and slipping; heart beats' bold
An eruption of frustration and pent up emotions
Yes. Choke me. See the life drain from my eyes

Strange thoughts and memories wash through my mind!
I remember a depersonalized aya from my childhood,
How she locked herself in an empty and cold house...
Always wondered how one would chose dark solitude
Yet now,in this moment as I slip away; I understand

Grip me tighter that the spell of numbness is broken
Maybe resurrection can revive this cold dark emptiness
As time goes by, my farm of cares to give grows barren.
My eyes roll back, tears stream and words at my throat;
Choke me,as they seek escape towards the light beyond.

To know a woman

Have you known a woman?
Not her lips so sweet
Not her eyes so shy
Not her tits so tender
Not her skin so soft
Not her twat so tight
Not her locks so long
Not her body so curvy
Not her bum so bouncy
Have you known a woman?
Her dreams so deep
Her mind so complex
Her insecurities masked
Her embrace so serene
Her emotions ever changing
Her talents so endless
Her voice so magical
Her presence so moving
Her insanity knows no end
Her passions wild as a bush fire
Her enduring nature
Her destructive power so unmatched
Her love so unlimited
Have you known a woman?
She could be your strength or your weakness
She could be your teacher or your student
She could be your blessing or your curse
She could be your angel or your demon
Either way,you know you want her and need her
Have you known a woman?

Midnight Charm

It’s getting old
The way you keep rocking up
Shamelessly uninvited; I must add
The way you sneak around my house
Fumble with my bed room door knob
After which you tip toe to my bed
And smoothly slide in…

It however, never gets old
The way you slide your arms around my belly
And kiss that place behind my ear with your sugar lips
The way your magic fingers slide down to my thighs
And smoothly pull my lingerie up my curves


The way your hands seem to know their way around me
The way you rock at that magical pace
Not too fast, not too slow; just right
The way you whisper into my ears exactly what you want
That excited look you get when I share just what I want
The crazy intense aura we create when we're together
That will never get old…

Rhythm of my soul

These are the beats that make up my soul
Beats that are repeated over and over
Beats that make me who I am

The beats of excitement
Made up of semiquavers of joy, laughter and bliss
They sound like raga, crunk and techno
The downbeats of depression
Made up of semi bereves of sadness, tears and pain
They sound like blues, jazz and classical

The climaxing beats of care freeness
Made up of quavers and crotchets’ of kisses, desire and orgasm
They sound like rock, soul and RnB

The sweet beats of my origin
Made up of minims of passion, strength and infinity
They sound like afro fusion, genge, neo-soul and bongo

The art of self sabotage

Afraid of these feelings inside of you?
They swiftly pushed your soul to suicide
Now all that remains is a cold empty shell
Ghosts of memories passed succeed at isolating you
Smoothly evading questions, build towering walls...
They think that you’re a cold hearted freak
But the truth is that you are just afraid
Every time you feel something remotely human
Something that could grow into a lasting commitment
You conveniently find fault and end up sabotaging it
You dig deeper into the closet day and night
Till you find the skeletons that you have been keenly looking for
You swiftly rub the skeletons on their faces
Telling them that it just can’t work out between the two of you
That it’s not me…it’s you and your skeletons
Your ice cold nature is the only thing that protects you
It shields you from the brutal heart ache you once experienced
It’s just a simple case of once beaten twice shy
You seem to have taken the lesson to heart
Every glance at the mirror reminds you of the scars you carry
Drowning in the terror of rejection and neglect
All this fear has turned you into your worst enemy
The perpetrator of grim abandon and heart crushing.
Ultimately you lose. A coward never wins.

Heaven

What's all this talk about heaven!
Some yelling that you can only reach heaven through a certain religion!
Others screaming that they have rituals that will take you to heaven!
The rest just trying to make you buy your way into heaven! Ha!
Don't be fooled my friend! Don't be fooled!
I'm not God, nor I'm I an angel or a saint... But I know heaven
Its the place where time stands still and the only thing that matters is the rhythm of the earth
Its the place where the waterfalls,the wind and the sun collide to paint the rainbow gate that I'll sail through
Its the crystal clear lake at the top of the mountain of God,with flora that previously existed only in my fantasy!
Its watching the sunrise while sitting on the peak of a snow capped mountain that lies on the equator!
Its watching the flow of untamed water as you ride upon its wild waves hoping they don't betray you!
Its watching the stars and the moon as the creatures of the night sing their songs of love
Heaven is the place where:
The rhythm of the Earth meets the rhythm of your heart;
The shine of the sun meets the shine of your soul;
The glow of the moon meets the glow of your eyes;
The whispers of the wind meets the whispers of your desires;
The twinkling of the stars meet the twinkling of your memories...
Heaven is when the awesome soul of the universe embraces your passionate soul
Embraces you so tightly that you simply burst and merge with the universe
Thus you cease to be a man or a woman
All you know is endurance like no other
The collision of pain and pleasure that takes you to Ecstasy
The communion of all our souls with love that makes us hum-moan-drum-chant-murmur-whisper-sing-dance-scream our selves into paradise...
Heaven is looking into your blazing eyes on a cold day in July,reaching my arms around you to taste your sugarush lips and lose myself in your being...
Heaven is losing yourself in a little paradise down here; Its melting in your gaze, losing my breath in your kiss, drowning in your love and resurrecting in your embrace...

Sweet Misery

The cold darkness is upon me
So sleek and conniving is she
Creeping slowly yet skillfully into me
Hypnotize me with your gaze so magical
Let the madness swiftly sink in as I watch your hips sway black silk gown
Take my breath away when you lay your honey lips on to mine
Sugar coated death is what you deliver to me
There is nothing underneath your sweet tender tits;no heartbeat, no warmth
Just endless inches of cold-silent-smooth skin
I am lost and confused; how this creature from the land of the dead tastes so good and has a scent so sweet I can resist
You're no good for me; you feed on my blood and suck my soul dry
Yet I can't be without you- just like you cant be without me
So c'mon my faithful seducer
Drive me too insanity with your caress
Tighten you embrace so that I no longer feel a thing
Dig your claws in and fuel me with your pain and misery
You've grown into me;filled me with mist of the mind and frozen my heart in time
Now I too cease to be human; feelings and emotions are a thing of the past
Now we are one; for what is pain without pleasure
A misery so sweet, I can't be without it
Ever so close to me,my sweet misery
Come dance with me upon the silver moon
Lets ride upon the wind to wherever
Maybe take a dip in the middle of the sea and let its unforgiving waters wash away the blood stains from our bodies
Maybe I'll lay my once human lips upon yours and take you to paradise
Take my hand sweet misery;be my gateway to heaven
And lets see if the satisfaction doesn't draw a smile on your sweet venomous lips

a meditation on self

In my head,
Everything is everywhere...
Some times its a war-zone; my thoughts fighting and screaming...
The confusion, torture and agony;
should vs. Shouldn't,shall vs. Shant,will vs wont...
All struggling for the position of my final decision...


I like it when its a disco (in my head)...
all the thoughts,memories and wonders come to life...
They are mingling-knowing each other-having fun...
everyone's got drinks,they're all looking hot,they're dancing,chilling even making out...
i should tell you that the disco in my head only serves alcoholic drinks...gateway drugs are allowed...that explains why i remember crazy-random things...
At this point, I'm very indecisive-flirty even a tease; yes-no-maybe-i don't know-who cares...


Mostly i like to be in a trance...
Everything is calm,cool,serene-just perfect...at this time i do not argue,bitch,hate... i'm sane,scheming,highly organized and effective...
in a trance,i rule the world,i get away with crimes,i am dangerous...
In a trance-i operate at a gifted level...
The trance is the climax of my potential... It is where i love to bask...

A State Of Trance

Unwell,insane,twisted,outrageous,
Obsessed,possessed...possessed??
Maybe...wild?? Definitely...
I can relate to that word-wild!
Wild and free...

Sometimes in a semi-conscious state,
I can hardly feel the earth beneath my feet,
Creatures of the night hold me hostage:
Bites-bruises-scratches-memories in bits n pieces,
Time keeps playing tricks on me!
At times everything's moves at the speed of light,
Then there is a deceleration;
When everything is in slow motion,
Suddenly time stops!
Everything around me freezes...
I'm in a natural high.

Not even a combination of herbs,
Flavors and
Vaporized vodka
Can bring me to these heights!
Tis a wild hallucination
Where me and my visions become one
The words from my books come to life-
Images in my head have a life of their own
Sometimes i cant take it-its too much...

I start to walk away
But they wont leave me alone
I find myself jogging
Then running into nothingness...
My quick feet don't seem to find the ground
Dilated vessels-uncontrollable heart beats
Lungs overheating-thoughts in disarray!

Its a free fall to a world unknown,
I'm submerged in a strange world
Of illusions and fantasies
I am who i want to be
I am what i want to be
I am where i want to be
Armed and in flight
Ready to flirt with death
In my natural high...

a dotty affair

A dot...
That's what i am,
that's what fully describes me...
yes, a dot is so perfectly me!!!

On a good day,
I'm the dot that leads to the line
That leads to the creation of a masterpiece...
The sort of creation that wows you-blows your mind
Takes your breath away-moves you to tears
Makes your knees feel like jelly...
Yes, that amazing dot right there is me!!!

On a bad day,
I'm the dot that leads to the line
That leads to a doodle...hehe...yeah,that's me!!!
The good news is, that sometimes
The rainbow accidentally sprays its lovely colors
All over me and i actually pass for a fine piece of art
At the exhibition we all call life...
The bad news is that on really twisted day,
This little dot right here leads to the line
That causes massive doses of confusion-mayhem-chaos-
Havoc-destruction-disarray-sadness-loneliness...a world of misery...

On an undecided day,
This dot leads to the line
Which leads to the land of surprises...
Sometime lovely-other times horrid...
Mostly, on such days,
This dot finds itself in the middle of nowhere
Absolutely loaded with nothingness
And has to get creative-tactful-scheming-smart-skillful...
To make something out of the nothing...
To turn the 'nowhere' into 'now here'...
Yes, i'm the dot that leads to the line
Which leads to the creation of wonders-marvels-awe...even excitement!!!
Yes,that little dot at the beginning and at the end is little old me...

Besides my madness

Assuming that each word i write
will take me a step closer to freedom
freedom from the anguish i harbor
in the depth of my soul-freedom from you;
the object of my obsession...
i need to set myself free
from the crystallized illusion of you
that i have created in my head...
I'm searching for the way out
To escape this quagmire that i created,
A seemingly innocent crush has grown into
A monster that has a life of its own!
You,the object of my wild desire,
have succeeded in filling the position
of the angel that haunts my every thought,
torturing my soul and punishing my heart!
I need freedom from from my heart-
You see, before you magically appeared,
my heart was in perfect condition:
Cold-indifferent-unmoved-mechanical-perfect
Now its come alive!
Constantly beating faster at thoughts of you
Seeing you is a nightmare for my heart explodes
You got my heart working at superhuman levels
sometimes it threatens to tear out of my chest!
Overwhelming sensations of pain and pleasure
Ramming in the walls of my chest
i cant even imagine talking to you
Think i may just suffer a heart attack
whats worse,is that you haven't the faintest clue!
love unrequited;'tis a pain greater than all others combined
the bondage that holds me hostage-a hellish fire set ablaze
Flames of which are sustained and developed by the cocktail
of perfectly balanced hope and uncertainty
A fire that now consumes me slowly in the form
of conflicts,battles and wars of feelings within me:
wars between intense joy and extreme despair,
euphoria and depression,pain and pleasure
'tis heaven and hell inside of me
And nobody not even you know about it
I wonder how long i will keep my head above water
How long i'll keep up the fight
Before i give into this ocean of apprehension,
Nervousness,anxiety caused by the terrible worry
That my slightest screw up may lead to the disaster
Of the non-existent 'US' falling apart
Saw you again the other day; these feelings i couldn't control
Equilibrium unraveled- thoughts in disarray-
my breath taken away-my person depersonalized
Time had stopped and I had stepped out of my body momentarily
To watch,from a safe distance,the impending disaster unfold
For a moment i was invisible- Reaching out but not touching,
crying out your name without a voice
i then turned and silently watch you walk away
such is the misery that i languish in
so many words i have written
yet i am still not free from the great illusion
that breeds within me;
reproducing baby illusions of a possible 'us'.

Sweet Lips

I am a fan of lips, like them soft and inviting
Even better if they they are spread in a smile
Mostly,i like to watch those soft lips move as you talk
I hate to restrain myself from just reaching over for a kiss
Sometimes I just don't give a bother; reach over and steal a kiss
It drives me insane when you avenge my 'stealth mode' stolen kiss
I like the way my blood rushes and all i can hear is heartbeats...
And all I can feel are those amazingly sweet soft cherry lips
Their sweet scent; like an exotic flower with a hint of heaven
I must not forget to say that they taste like grapes from the garden Eden
Where are you now that i need some sweetness in my life;Where are you?

love's on leave

Seems to me that love’s taken a vacation,
She took some of her stuff and went,
She left quite unceremoniously I must say,
No good bye- no explanations,
She just left…
But she’ll be back,
I'm sure of this; because she left most of her stuff behind,
But before that time comes,
I’m just gonna be raising hell,
Causing havoc-mayhem-chaos,
there'll be loads of liqueur,
plenty of getting stoned,
the goddamn party just got a life of its own,
everything is on auto pilot,
wonder if I'll find myself in a tails spin...
spiraling down,
wonder if i should finally go on my "sweet escape",
without her by my side,
this is the status-quo,
till she comes back again...

It's dark inside...

When I was about four,I was nicknamed 'falling' by one one of my neighbors! I always thought he was a rather strange man;he'd always insist on tossing me up in the air or leave me perched on some high place that I couldn't get myself safely from! It's no wonder I'd always scream that I was 'falling' hence the nickname that he alone used on me.

The irony is that I was never afraid of heights. In fact I'd climb up and over obstacles on the daily; this would usually drive my mother nuts as I'd use these tricks to escape from the house just to play outside!

The difference was the trust involved. I obviously had no trust in my neighbors child tossing and perching gimmicks, so every time it happened; I'd lose my mind from the fear that he would inevitably drop me! And why wouldn't I be terrified; this was a strange man, who always walked up to me and decided I looked better in the air! Up to date I never understand why people feel the need to toss kids they just met up in the air! On the other hand I didn't mind it if my relatives did it... Trust, is a major catalyst for any endeavor; is what I learned from that experience.

The lack of trust breeds fear that if unchecked could cause great harm to oursleves, relationships and lives. If you don't believe me; think about your life, your current fears, what triggers your fears, what caused these fears... And you'll see your fears are all trust related. For instance the fear of commitment or neglect caused by past experience of someone you trusted abandoning you. Hydrophobia caused by some horrible water experience from someone you had put your trust in or maybe watching water take away someone you trusted! The list is endless but fear and trust are always connected.

So how can we remedy this? Can we take back the power that we give the creatures or people that torment us? Yes. We most certainly can do that. I think with insects and animals its easier because the general rule of that they are more terrified of you, than you are of them! So as long as you don't antagonize them you should be fine. With people its a bit tricky as games of manipulation and selfishness are often at work but none the less you choose your company.




But what if the thing you fear is inside you... Then what do you do? Aside quickly contacting the Vatican and advising them to bring an exorcism kit! LoL. If the thing you fear the most dwells within, then you must face it.

I assure you; there isn't enough alcohol, smoking, numbing, romance, running, drugs, friends, blame games, manipulation, books...to help you escape yourself. Even after you try all these gimmicks, you'll soon realise that the journey to meeting your worst night mare is inevitable.

Step 1: Stop running and hiding. It's time to face your demons.

Step 2: Accept whatever it is you've been battling all this year's.

Step 3: Learn how to trust, love and take care of yourself. If you don't, who will?

Step 4: Learn how to use your darkness or shame to your advantage. Literally keep your enemy closer... Shouldn't be hard, seeing it dwells within! LoL

Step 5: Live and let live.

Night terrors.

It's dead of night and he's screaming his lungs out again! It's the same madness every few nights, we go to bed peacefully and in the middle of the night we're at war with the unseen creatures that rule the night! The most amazing thing is that he has no idea he does it! Every morning I tell him about it and he thinks I'm making up crazy stories... Like when I tell him he snores; which is also true, but he wount hear any of it. So here we are tonight, you screaming maniacally for the heavens to open and me wondering what haunts you like this. I try and bring you back to the realm of the living, hoping that a break of wakefulness will ease your terrors. This is madness; caught up trying to wrestle you're sweat drenched violent sleeping self into reality!
"Gixa!" I call out "Gixa, get up! It's just a dream!

After a spirited struggle I finally subdue you. And there you lay giving me this blank look that whispers " what's going on?"



It's always so priceless, the innocent looks you peddle after this episodes.
"You've been wrestling in your sleep again" I say " let's get some sleep, its nearly dawn."

The usual awkward silence ensues where you wonder if the things I say about you are all true, if I know more than I care to tell you and how much I know. And I lay there in darkness wondering if I can keep doing this by my self, fighting this battle that my loving opponent is unware of; as if the darkness has chosen to make a puppet out you with the sole purpose of tormenting us! I wonder who we can seek help from? And where would I begin? With a friend? Or a psychiatrist? Or the church? I wonder how angry you'll get because I told someone you suffer some maddening nightmares... I want to believe it's a normal thing, and that it's just a phase but something inside of me tells me it's just the beginning.

The days are simple and sweet, its the nights I worry about. For months these terrors have eaten away peaceful nights and spewed out a grim experiences that should only live in the horror channel. Not any more, I think to myself; I've done my homework and found a remedy for the lunacy. I can't wait for you to get home! I feel like a mad genius with a plan; the excitement builds up as I make us dinner!

"Something smells delicious" says Gixa as he walks into the kitchen "what you cooking pretty Mama!"

I'm tempted to say the 'the last supper' but I catch my tongue and choose to behave myself!

"It's just a new fish recepie I found" I say " I hope you like it."

You give it a taste and your face lights up! So amazing how you, a vessel of joy and so much love; could be so tormented by darkness!

We go about our usual evening rituals and as usual you fall asleep early. I light some incense and bless your face with some holy water. Then lay down to rest my head.

Light filters through the curtains and birds sing their lovely songs; its morning! Success at last! Strange feelings of excitement and energetic bliss fill the room. I gaze upon you still in peaceful slumber and I know that we have won the battle!

As I step out of bed I'm paralyzed by a thousand shooting pains that electrify my back. I look back and to see bloody sheets! Willing myself to leave the bed and get to the mirror; there's deep scratches on my back! As if some kind of animal had aattacked attacked me in my sleep! It's then I notice the bloody writing by the incese holder "cease these clever games little wolf"! I walk over towards a peacefully sleeping Gixa whose hands are still covered with blood! Feeling a bit light headed and the room spins around me, I feel myself sleeping away into the unknown.

"Penzi" Gixa whispers "its time to get up"

Feels like I've been asleep for days! I notice the old woman by the bed, feelings of confusion and agitation rise.

"Calm down" Gixa says "she's here to take care of you, she used to be my aya"

How long have I been asleep? I Ask

"Just a few hours" he answers "you'll be good as new when morning comes!"

Suddenly the events from morning come rushing through my memory! I ask random questions in a bid to cover up the fear rising within! It's clear the aya knows what I'm doing, so she sends him away to fetch some soup.

"You will be alright" she says "these uniqe people bear some deep dark secrets, you understand?"

I nod my head like a good girl, all the while plotting my escape.

"You knew how special he was from the beginning" she continued "you need to take light with the dark, you understand?"

Again I nod.

"There's no need to run" she said "your family now."

My eyes widen.

"Yes I can read your thoughts" she smiles making her grey eyes sparkle besides her silky grey hair.

Gixa comes in with the soup. Attempts to feed it to me with little success. Food it the last thing in my mind.

The Aya urges me to try and eat something. She leans over and kisses my forehead, then declares her need depart. Gixa has to walk her out and I jump at this opportunity to check on the wounds on my back, to my surprise; there's nothing! No wounds, no scars, no bloody messages... Nothing! As if it was just but a dream!

I hear Gixa drawing closer, so I jump back into bed and act normal. He sits next to me, holds my hand and looks into my eyes.
"Where is it" he asks
"Where is what?" I respond
"Your special water" he demands

I pretend to have no idea what he's talking about. He gives me a reassuring smile and I cant help but notice that everything in the room, including us; is floating! Gravity no longer ruled and I quickly realized that I bit off more than I could chew.

"Where is it?" He insisted.

I pointed to where the little bottle lay hiding.

"Thank you," he said "we won't be needing this anymore"

I watched as it disappeared before my very eyes! Then everything slowly and gently landed in its usual place.

"There's no need to be afraid my love, You're family now." Gixa lulled.

Blooming for your love...

Lying on the grass in the afternoon sun is one of life's simple pleasures, I thought to myselfy; she looks so peaceful taking a siesta while its nice and warm. Just another lovely afternoon in this lovely African paradise. I walk over to the sleeping beauty with the sole intention of ruining her slumber... I had promised to wake her up for dinner you see. As I drew closer I couldn't help but gaze upon this perfection that lay before my eyes: how could one person be so gorgeous! Short rugged hair, firm athletic body that's got her clothes begging to be ripped off... Even the tattoos and piercings are so well placed to suit the overall perfection! The sight I behold is of a perfect painting made by God after a good rest.

"Morra" I call out softly, "It's time to wake up."

She lay there peaceful and deeply asleep, so I reached out to give her a shake hoping this wake her up! As I reached out I couldn't help but notice my arm was nothing I recognized! It had turned into a branch! What the hell! It's then I took a moment to regard myself; my feet were long roots buried in the ground, my legs were a thick brown stem and the rest of me was leaves, branches and purple flowers! Why I'm I Jacaranda tree in bloom!! I think they're beautiful trees and I appreciate them... But how did I turn into a tree!!

I was in a panic! Trying to wrap my head around this current adjustment to my reality! Looking around I could see all the other trees in the yard swaying to the wind like it was a perfectly normal day! I could see the fiery flamboyant just standing there looking stunning, the eucalyptus by the hedge being all tall and pale, the avocado tree by the gate being all so fruitful, the pine trees by kitchen garden acting all so cool! The rose and wild berry bushes just basking in the sun and then the jacaranda trees by house beckoning me to go back where I belong! This is insane I thought to myself!! Though I love trees, I am not a tree!

Meanwhile Morra is still fast asleep as I endure through this sudden on set identity crisis. I need help I think to myself! I must wake her up and then she can help me. I shake off a couple of my violet flowers and sprinkle them upon her stunning face hoping she'd awaken but nothing! I try a few more and nothing yet! I let impatience win me over and decide to drop a little branch upon her thighs, that seems to have done the trick! She wakes up a little confused, looks around and finally gets on her feet.

"Chris!" She yells "you were supposed to wake me up!"

She complained as she headed for the house! I scream out her name countless times as I watch her disappear into the house! She can't hear me! It was then that the gravity of this situation dawned upon me! I am now a tree, trees cannot talk; they cannot share their feelings or concerns with humans! She cannot hear me! She thinks I'm a just another jacaranda tree chilling in the yard!

This is horrible! I need help... I thought to myself! So I stood there trying to fit into my new tree persona and figure out how all this could have possibly happened; I played the entire day over and over in my mind; trying to see when the transition from human to tree could have happened. I replayed scenes of waking up earlier that morning, our usual start of the day rituals, running errands, cooking and cleaning and walking towards Morra;none of it made sense!

The back door creaked and i could see Morra walking out still yelling for me. "I'm right here" I answered! Sadly all my efforts were for naught. There she was worried and confused about my whereabouts and here I was trapped in a form that denied me the ability to quell her discomfort. She slowly walked back into the house; i could see through the window she was talking on the phone, making different calls to different people who by her frustrated look weren't helping the situation. It wasn't long before our family and friends came to make head or tail of this situation, soon enough the police showed up to verify details the missing persons report Morra had filled up. The whole time she kept appearing from the back door with some new face having to go through a grueling narration of the days events and the countless possibilities of where I could possibly be over and over again. It was too painful to watch!

The weeks passed, I was still stuck in the yard watching my dear Morra from a far like an obsessed stalker; wishing i could break this ungodly barrier and hold her in my arms, comfort her and dry her tears. Every time she stepped out the door, I could see it in her eyes; love turning into a dark cloud of doubt, fear and resentment. In her mind, I was slowly but surely turning into the enemy! I could only hope that her heart was strong enough to endure this madness.

How it feels to be a tree; to stand tall in one place all day and night, have birds and woodland creatures nest and relieve themselves off you, have life happen to you in near exact motion on the daily! Here i was living in a near stagnant life style while brooding over all the things i had lost; each day seemed harder that the last, I couldn't tell if i was slowly slipping into a dark insanity or if it was the dejection dragging me closer to my end. Morra barely came to the back yard any more. The grass was unkempt, the hedge was growing wild, the kitchen garden had turned into a miniature wilderness, all the trees; myself included, were covered in lifeless leaves and branches... it was pure chaos! Seasons came and passed, chaos reigned over the backyard and a cold darkness ruled our lives. Morra miserable and trapped in the concrete walls that was once our home, and I ruling the jungle of filth that was once our love tended back yard!

One Morning something peculiar happened; a young man walked into the back and started cleaning up the yard! this came as a rather welcome surprise to all we yard dwellers! He collected all the trash, trimmed the hedges, pruned the bushes.. took care of every inch of the yard! it was marvelous. As the young disappeared into the house, out came Morra looking gorgeous as ever! It seemed like she was going to be hosting a party, she was meticulously arranging party props all over the yard and speaking endlessly on the phone. It felt great seeing her again and even greater knowing she was happy. As she went about her business all i could do was gaze upon her and reminisce on all those moment we had; even the fights and scolding seemed sweet at this moment; I couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same way.

later that night friends gathered in the yard, there was sweet music, delicious food and my dear Morra finally living again! As the night went by I couldn't help but notice a strange good looking man who seemed to take keen interest in 'my' Morra! Every time I gazed upon her he was right there making her laugh, filling her cup, keeping her warm... all the things that once were mine! I could feel a hellish fire brewing in belly, I wanted to walk over and end that shenanigan and claim whats mine; yet here i was helplessly rooted to the ground with nothing but hopes and wishes! This was simply too much for me!

Soon enough the party came to an end and i was feeling relieved that "Mr Romantic" would be on his way out of our precious lives! Who knew that trees too could suffer maddening jealousy... I laughed to myself. As our friends helped clean up "Mr Romantic" walked towards me and gave me a smirk look. How odd i thought, why would he make faces at a tree!

"Hello old friend" he said! "I see you're enjoying your new life in the yard."

Was he talking to me? I wondered to myself quite bewildered by his words!

"Yes Chris!" he said "It is you that I'm addressing... You may not remember me just yet but i have thought about you daily for decades! You once took away something dear to me and I'm here to return the favor, and I plan to make you watch the entire show from up there my friend!"

I couldn't believe the words that floated from his lips, like poisoned balloons they floated and burst right above me showering their venom all over! Who was this and what was he ranting about! As he walked away I noticed the blazing symbol on the nape of his neck; I knew that symbol from a powerful warlock I once ensnared... I felt a thousand chills shoot down my bark and roots, knowing only too well that my hellish troubles had just begun.

A walk in the dark.

I had this great longing
A sure unquenchable thirst
To take an unguided walk!

I kept envisioning this walk
It's wild twists and turns
And it's fulfiling ways.

My imagination ran a bit wild
Thrills from beyond haunting me
I knew one thing;a walking I must!

So I gathered a few supplies
Out into the warm sun I skipped
With not a bother in the world

Up the green hills I walked
Round the river bend I went
So excited was I to finally walk

Along the way I met all sorts
Some lovers, haters, kings,queens,
Angels, demons, hobbos, wealthy...

So wrapped up in this paths' adventure
That I lost track of this earthly time!
There stood sun,he kissed me good bye and ran...

In that mountain valley I stood,
Trying to find some leaves for shelter
Knowing all too well, the chill was coming

The moon blessed my night with her marveling glow
As the chill wrapped his icy hands around me
I somehow knew I'd make it through the night.

Wrapped up in jungle leaves and the icy chill
I felt my self slip into a mighty strange slumber
Where I was asleep and awake at the same exact time!

In my slumber, I walked around in some filthy ruins
As if searching for something precious in the rubble!
Only a mad man would do this; I thought to myselves...

As I sought feverishly for this 'mad mans' treasure
I stumbled upon a well in the middle of the ruins
A great thirst overwhelmed me, I had to take a sip.

Upon the well I stood. Drawing a bucket from the below
It's waters were cold and black yet for no reason I sipped away
Suddenly the bucket pulled me quickly into the darkness below!

Splash into the black icy water I fell, what a dark endless place
Deeper and deeper I sunk, its waters weighing above me like rocks
So I stopped fighting and drowning; it was such a serene moment.

When I roused from my deep slumber I was bewildered by this paradise
Everything was beautiful, delicious, seemingly happy and uncloaked!
It appeared to me that angels had descended while I was night walking.