March 26, 2008

• Ses-TINA

  For homework, i had to write a
  Sestina, a six six-line stanza poem, where the last six words are repeated in each
  stanza. Then, at the end (called an envoy) you have three lines that include
  those same six words.  

  I told myself to go to bed

  It would soon all go away

  In fact, everything was just in my
  head

  And there was no reason to fear

  You cannot hide from reality

  For eventually it will all come true

   

  Why can’t I face my reality?

  Covering it’s eyes, it won’t come
  true

  But it waits in silence under my bed

  Counting the minutes for light to
  fade away

  My sister says to face my fear

  My brother says it is all in my head

   

  I am drifting farther, floating away

  The sea tossing, my boat is my bed

  Dancing toward me in a pink dress—my
  reality

  Fantacy is folly, and folly is true

  But only until midnight, exploding
  my fear

  The pounding clock banging in my
  head

   

  I lay it to rest, in a moment that
  is true

  Standing at attention, not vertical
  on my bed

  A moment of forgetfulness plays
  games in my head

  That makes all success slowly slip
  away

  But I will fight my fear

  Even in the face of cold reality

   

  Of all the lies I’ve said, they all
  began in my head

  Desending to my feet and curled up
  on my bed

  They cover me as a sheet of fear

  So near they echo my reality

  And refuse to go away

  Until you sit beside me and whisper
  what is true

   

  If there is really nothing to fear

  Tell me why you are lying here on my
  bed

  Tell me why you cringe at reality

  And don’t want to read the news that
  is true

  You just can’t get completely away

  For it will always sneak back into
  your head

   

  I only fear reality when it is true

  When I climb in bed and you are away

  And all that is left is me and my
  head

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