Into Oblivion

Once – there was a time

The darkness of dark – wonderfully tragic

Dark Paradise

That stole into my fancies

Pretty rain did fall softly

Drowsy fireflies to dance

And kiss a rising moon

And stars whispering their secrets

To the eternal sky

Death only a dream

Untreatened by moon or Sun

Life – nothing but a whisper

That no one hears

Your darkest secret

Someone else’s desired wish

Somewhere – caught

In this world

Clouds float out of

The blackness – like

Red flowers

Of a lost summer

Sweet melancholy madness

Knows what the soul is

Every time I close my eyes

I’m there again

Following the things of darkness

Like a tremor of pure midnight

That wants to swallow everything

Death rises up

As in a dance

And takes my hand

We spin and spin

Into Oblivion

I love Oblivion

It is full of second chances

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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