"I know not how much longer I can last.
A suicide or a murder?"
-Alpa Lyric Dance, a Calling


by alice oiseau


Caged I stand behind corroding bars

Where the last flame flickers subtly under a crow's wing

And sand grains trickle by.

I cannot merely fly away

For I am smitten with my dystopia----

where love is pricked and transformed to craving addiction;



Acidic is the water I drink

Poisoning my psyche and

impetus; a gift borne from the womb of Calliope

and nurtured from the bosom of earth



What foul and cruel yearn!

to stay caged behind corroding bars

yet knowing the chains cut deep and asphyxiate...


It is not you; it is them.

They are the crow's wing, the corroding,

the water marked with currents of toxin and apathy.


I swore to fight fire with fire

An oath (slowly withering and archaic) rests in my troubled thoughts

and incessantly haunts

...in the reflection-less mirror


Spring will come and end

The wind will summon me forth and I will set sail for paradise,

for something more; something of what this cage, formerly a home,

had been.




Submitted: March 15, 2009

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Susan Hartline Fouts

I liked it a lot, Alice. What foul and cruel yearn!

to stay caged behind corroding bars

yet knowing the chains cut deep and asphyxiate...What great writing, girl.

Mon, March 16th, 2009 8:40am


thank you, susan ^^
glad you liked it.

Thu, March 19th, 2009 9:07am

isolated tears

excellent, this is incredible, so much power and emotion behind it.. i like this a lot

Tue, March 17th, 2009 3:59pm


thank you

Thu, March 19th, 2009 9:07am

cheeky sally

this is great! oh my god, i love the idea of being 'smitten with my dystopia'. its so dark and like, reminds me of drug-addicts and alcoholics, being addicted and smitten with whatever they're addicted to (what a stupid sentence,lol)

'What foul and cruel yearn!
to stay caged behind corroding bars
yet knowing the chains cut deep and asphyxiate...'

this reminds me of a sort of self-tortue or mutilation. like self-punishment.
i dunno. lol, this is just a fantastic poem, alice :)

Fri, March 20th, 2009 11:16pm


haha, thank you nora :)

Sun, March 22nd, 2009 7:29pm

Adime Obscuritatem

Though I do not know you, reading this poem makes me proud. I can see where you are coming from, being almost addicted to a dystopia, and realizing that it is not good for you. So you seek someplace better--healthier (you could say).

A very inspiring write.

Sun, March 22nd, 2009 10:48pm


good to hear ^^
thank you adime.

Sun, March 22nd, 2009 7:30pm


Like seriously, you are AMAZING. Everytime I read something of yours I just wanna go write cuz you inspire me so much.
Great subject, great words, you're always great. You have such powerful emotion when you write,I admire you so much for it. Your words are beautiful.

Wed, August 5th, 2009 9:12pm


a blast! deep in the veins......every word has its soul............majestic........enchanting!!!..................................cavernous ........heart piercing....!!! baravura!!!!

Sat, August 28th, 2010 8:03pm


liked it 9 ill read it again

Sat, August 28th, 2010 8:04pm

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