CAMELOT FANTASIES

Vacant look in her eyes
Her mouth couldn’t form the words
Stuttering became a constant habit
She didn’t realize
Echoes of memories past
Kept playing over her thought patterns
Some things don’t last
The mysterious mind caverns
Making nonsense of common sense
Then slowly a change would take place
If you looked closely
It was etched across her face
Remnants of past and present were theatrically playing
But pay attention
To the words she keeps saying
Maintaining her thought space

She looks vibrant
Her eyes are trying to smile in recognition
Her mind can’t conceptualize
Waves of yesteryear and today
Merge and dilute
Everything that was important
In its tiniest minute
And the connection is broken
Bewilderment spoken through the dancing of her eyes

~Divine