life in the castle

the new queen:

what are these crazy waves?

the wind howling wildly

circling the tower

lifting up dead leaves from far away forests

slapping them against my window

i want you now

my body can not wait

i scream at reasonable people

patience?

i know the wind has never roared a word like that

and that morning:

running up and down spiral staicases

not quite knowing which tower you will be in

i look for animals too

the wild ones, that move through here

the old king:

castle spirit

wild animals up and down staircases

and

sorely impatient; not reasonable....

I see you in my lap.....and we are entwined

the wind is howling

but we are louder