It was at The Bard’s Town on, obviously, Bardstown Road. I’d never been there so this was a first time open mic as well as the restaurant. I arrived around 6:20. The show didn’t start until 7 but I like to get a good feel of the atmosphere and all.
The End By: Michala Tyann
In between blood, the sun and the waves, everything traded places. until it kissed folly and touched gloom .
With the deserts and the forests, quaking and shaking I refused to be swallowed up by all of the chaos.
The colors dissolved. Obscurity grabbed control and I screamed, I sang a song that meant never to be heard, a song that my soul harbored deep within.
I wanted to put my hands over my ears and cry, My eyes stayed fixed above as new colors embraced my world, colors of labor and demise.
I felt the transformations I caressed the new order, Absorbed it, and disremembered the ways of old.
The stars fell, one by one, in a shower of lights. When one fell towards me, It whispered “do not be afraid.” I felt the pressure closing around me, taking my breath and then shoving it back into my soul.
The light faded into a gray, the knowledge, once and for all beaming a desolate blackness.
I heard a faint sound, Something dying, Something forgotten. Something finished.
Pretty little blue eyes set
Upon the pale, shy girl of three
She held the great divide and
Safe from their reach
She alone heard my cries
And took those tears,
Formed her weapon.
Sliced the ache apart.
Quick, resilient girl of nine
Playing dolls, exposing secrets
Safely, among the absent.
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