Tunnel Dream

The tunnel like an arrow stretched.
Long and low.
Dark and through it we must go.
Through it we must go.
A panther lives inside.
A danger cat of evil pride.

From here in sunny skylit grass,
we see the tunnel mouth agape.
We enter slow,
traverse the maze.
Emerge to sunlight broken hearted.
This is the place from where we started.

The panther leaps.
The queen appears, sword in hand.
She slays the panther.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.