don't rush to the other side, dear
so cold, it'll burn you down
the monster will swallow the stars whole
and even the moon will turn pale

don't forget to remember, dear
we have our own demon to fight
the unstoppable we keep stalling
for the sake of the secret in the attic
broken toys of midnight and twilight

and yes, we will always be
running out of time, dear

come, shush, not too loud, dear
hide the chuckles beneath the whisper
come, let's dissolve in the pixie dusts
dance to the orchestra of ghosts
shush, not too loud, not too loud,

come back into the blanket, dear
[May, 2009]