murmurs of a bumblebee, artificial might

[ Doing some summer cleaning. I have to organize my thoughts before I can beautify them for you. Here is something to keep you going until then. I wrote it last year (060507), but never got a chance to publish it, as it was finished after Agnocure. It should read rhythmically; commas mean pause. p.s. It's not exactly a bedtime story. Enjoy :D ]

" Prisoner of Hell "
( The Doppelgänger Death )
by Siesta Lingo

Dark, hushed, quiet of the night,
still, silent, silent still . In the
dark, quiet, whispers out of fright,
murmurs of a bumblebee, artificial might .
Cold, wind, whistles through bones,
whizzes, past, trembling, stammering . A-
lone, blood chills, stone, cold,
frozen, shivering, eternally old .
Precious as gold -- once, not anymore . Now
nothing here to do but sit,
lonely, hungry, waiting, bored .

Creaking of the hinges, stop motion door open .
Slight though, slight .. ever so slightly, but e-
nough to shed a glimmer on everything in sight . Then
light, bright, shines shiny shining light,
sight out of darkness, blinded for a moment,
squint, quivering, eyes shut tight,
open, slowly, vision, gradually re-
stores . At the door, someone standing, a figure,
stolid, nothing of a falter, nothing there at
all, in the face, blank expression . Then a

silvery sliver, slips out, sliding,
sharp as a blade's edge, ready to slice . No
more, says the mind with a timid hesitation, but the
mouth has learned not to let anything out . No
longer, no more, will this pain go on, will it
have to be endured, no longer, no more . Un-
spoken conversation, wordless, speechless, but the
thoughts come through, clearly, motives . It
cannot be helped, it is needless to resist .
Useless, for a weakness is the need to be assisted .

Coming, closer, step forward foot down .
Walking, a soldier, one two one two .
Left .. left .. left .. left ...
Mind : racing, panic, manic,
facing its end, memories erasing . Com-
motion, noises, stifled voices,
focus, let go, losing focus .
Silvery sliver, closer than ever, re-
fracting the light, disturbing the eyes, a dis-
traction . Infraction, this is not the way it was to
end, take an action . Screaming out would do nothing to
mend the situation; but put the self at peace .
Murmur something safe like, taking a vacation .
Time is almost up, time is almost, time is,

time ... From
still to whooshing, one swift motion,
slice, pain ! Heart stops breathing,
mouth stops beating, mind stops feeding .
Now, falling, down, to nothing ...
Dark, hushed, quiet of the night,
still as ever, silent still as always .