Lullaby.

Lullaby.

A Poem by Nicola Taylor

I want a lullaby that will wash away memories, conquer sleep-deprived insanities, and allude the craftiest of insomnia. I want a melody to flip the switch off to the strobe lights that pulse with ferocity inside my head, replace worries with fairy tales, and dislodge nightmares with sweet dreams. I want a disillumination of my thoughts that run around like field mice in a forest fire �"that always seem to run in the wrong direction. So these thoughts burn, tinge, cinder like a ring of fire in a circus show, or a Johnny Cash song. Either way you can still feel the pain of man and tiger with lost pride, lost hope, just lost really, confusing reality with depression. Because in this reality, reality is depressing. And I bet it was all due to sleepless nights, nonchalant nightmares, and the never ceasing burning thoughts that dance to the strobe lights in your head. And from my experience, most of those thoughts are on acid, carrying glow sticks, and dancing straight into the ring of fire.

Too bad there is no lullaby to wash away memories, no melody to cure insanity, no switch to let me dream peacefully.

© 2010 Nicola Taylor


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Nicola Taylor
Nicola Taylor

Portland, OR



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