I once longed to shrink into some shell
Its warm interior hugging me tight
Insulates dazzle and darkness, music and noise
of what i abhor and adore-
The world, a bright doll-house, a dark coffin,
I, a doll, draped in iridescent livery, smile
I lie quiet in the cold stillness listening for sobs
hearing none I rose again
i wanted to shrink into a shell !
The shell i sought was my quill, I own it
My mind fills it as colourless ink
And I scribble life...
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