This is TOWR Radio with an update on the hostage situation


(beep,beep,beep, this is Capt. Charon of the Camelot river rescue, coming to you from TOWR radio with live updates in the hostage situation. We are receiving the lady's messages but some interference in the signal seems to be causing her not to receive ours. We will keep you posted on the status of her release. Meanwhile this is the transcript of messages so far...)


caught in a FOG trap

fear, obligation, guilt

endlessly weaving  

nightmare patchwork quilt


scared by dream scars

so much I must do

with grains running out

I haven't any clue


make bricks without straw

gold from straw to spin

progress sabotaged 

must begin again


dogged by their chaos 

demands left and right

tasks without an end

sleepless Shalott night


got my foot stuck fast

in quicksanded blight

sucking me under 

no more will to fight


carry it alone

no one seems to see

pulled down by my

old man and the sea


tried new SOS 

and the old CQD

no life raft sent to

come and rescue me


guess it's just me with

my own life to save

rescue swim out of

choking riptide wave 


but t'was ever thus

in and out of years

cries for help falling

on mute and deaf ears


so you quit crying

give up and give in

why even bother

they will always win 


so damned used to

making do and mend

used up and worn out 

to the bloody end



do not dare to stop 

when they have died out 

voices in my head 

always rave and shout 


beasts long devoured 

by conquering worm 

still ever hungry 

devour me in turn


dementors deposed

yet my "loving" kin

still bang on my brain

till I let them in. 


new voices say I 

could turn them away

nothing stopping me

no longer kept at bay


and yet...


cage bars rusted through

still bind and hold me

self-restrained prison

locked by memory 





couldn't see tower's

ephemerality

from inside out it

looks like walls to me


turns out it's just me 

can unbolt the door

let friend ferryman 

help me to the shore 


always the gentleman

allows me the lead

loving kindness goes

beyond word to deed



softly, milady

will you take my arm?

ever holding held 

keeping safe from harm

 Hallelujah!

(Thanks for tuning in to TOWR Radio! Safe journeys on the STYX airwaves. )







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