Eenie Meanie

Vibrant colors fading

grey

death arising

marking its territory

with subtle signs

unnoticed

until it is too late.

I stumble along

an Outsider

my Wildness gone

my wee beasties cower at my side

whimpering

whining

shaking with fear of something unseen.

Thorns reach out

representing Danger

for should they pierce the skin

I will forever be Lost

down the Rabbit’s Hole.

I came to a fork in the road

no sign

splinters of wood

scattered around

prove a sign did once exist.

Eenie Meanie Miney Mo…..

back

forth

to determine the next leg

the next distance

that I must travel.

I was beginning to weary

the excitement

the novelty of a new land

a new place

fading

replaced instead with a burgeoning terror.

There was something alien

wrong about this place.

My fanciful thoughts of revolution

replaced with visions of death

corruption

blood stained hands before me

is my sanity slipping

or am I coming awake?

January 12/19

Photo by Filip Zrnzević on Unsplash