There is a room with six walls
Wooden flooring or ivory, matters not in the least
Chipping paint, towering, an innocuous shade
Cobwebs in the shadows behind the captivating light

A redundant soliloquy
Hurls from the belly of the beast
Atop the melody of the crickets
Blanketed by the darkness of stagnation

A hand reaches out, cups the light in its palm
Perhaps the claws of a lion, perhaps the untrimmed fingers of a child
Silence dims to a uniformity
Thoughts find solace in the irregularity of a dream

The rain does not fall
beyond the room with six walls;

Here, the thunder learns to be.

– “The Room with Six Walls”

LL.

Kitty cat, kitty cat,
one, two, three–

I’m trying my all,
trying to be the best I can be;

Kitty cat, kitty cat,
one, two, three–

I’m trying to lift the darkness,
just a little, just to let me see;

Kitty cat, kitty cat,
one, two, three–

I’m trying to move, I’m trying to leave,
I’m locked in place, keys won’t set me free;

Kitty cat, kitty cat,
one, two, three–

The world is suffocating,
will you please stay with me?

– “Kitty Cat, Kitty Cat” — for Meme.

LL.