Anam Cara

SEDUCED?

In the empty carton

Inside the door of the attic,

Five blue crystals wait

To entice the visitors

Who will come in the dark,

Breath seduced

By the distant scent

Of such blue delight.

Frost and hunger

Will bring them in

To the labyrinth

Of breathing spaces

That run through

The stone walls.

They will never see

How beautiful

The walls are on

The other side, the warm

Surfaces of soft peach

That shelter the joy

Of love, music and thought,

With windows toward

Mountains adored by light.

While you sleep,

They will feast

In the dark,

Lick and chew

Each minuscule fibre

Of the forbidden food,

Replace the blue

With emptiness.

By the time

Thirst takes them,

Desperately,

Down to the lake

It will already

Be too late.