Eenie Meanie

Vibrant colors fading
grey
death arising
marking its territory
with subtle signs
unnoticed
until it is too late.
I stumble along
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