Rapunzel DIY

Brick upon brick
She laid. Around her
The wall was built.
Slowly encircling;
Growing ever higher.

Soon the structure,
Much taller than her,
Bid no one in.
She did, however,
Build tiny peepholes, through

Which the world could
Enter. Narrow streams
Of light would seep
In. Her only ken
Of the outside they were.

Desert, forest
Lay all around her,
But the wall her
Perception was. The
Image she herself built.

One day an eagle fashioned an aerie at the top of the tower.

A Moonlight Waltz

Pointedly he says "What are you thinking?"

"Oh, nothing," she replies, "just that I have no body to dance with.”

“Well, neither do I - so let’s just dance together.”

Shades of the evening pass over them, as they dance for an eternity. Accordions moan softly in the distance. The moon for the night has been perfectly chosen: full and resplendent as the sun that it mirrors.

A cat hackles. Bones rattle softly in the slightly cold breeze as they dance to the odd waltz. There are others, but they dance to themselves; no one looks.

The moon rises, the violins scream. They dance dreamlike, writhing feverish as the music reaches a violent crescendo. The music stops and the silence returns. They stand holding each other, breathing hard.

“Thank you, that was lovely.” She says.

“It was. Aren’t you glad you didn’t just sit there?”

She smiles. They silently depart back to their rest.

It was a wonderful little party at the cemetery.