by Mandora Snout
Cyan to the headache when you could’ve had a badder day
Cyan nor Sue been willin to at all, not Danica or Natter
nor did anyone out bid or out do her and I had to go on a tour
at the end of a bad, bad, really a woesome headache,
kitty pad to flop down and then curl up, curved teeth
gleaming under whiskers dreaming hard.
Cyan been a blurred streak of a whisper for awhile, now.
Cyan crimcutter so hollow now. Cyan shown no other way.
Cyan left core duplicates of identity in storage as backup.
Cyan's preparations for all the possibilities are what created the castle.
Cyan and Natter got into a discussion. In the courtyard there's a crucible.
In the crucible there's a captive flame lighting the darkness
of some who are already trapped. The echo of the memory of a song.
It will always be sung in memory of our friends.
Cyan doesn't have to pretend to remember.
Cyan just can't remember longer than last September.
