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On the Other Side of the Fog
by Lyle Berry (Age: 61)
copyright 12-06-2001


Age Rating: 13 to 127

  On the Other Side of the Fog
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Through the fog
I stepped across the line of demarcation
into the surreal on the Other Side
and there you are, but you don’t know me,
in this "Walk with a Zombie" place,
under the hill with the mushroom cave
overhung with beard moss,
maidenhair ferns and scotch broom
and an appalling sense of foreboding.

I’m terrified to peek inside,
because something like the troll
from under the Billy Goats’ Gruff Bridge
might leap out to bury its yellow tusks
into my carotid
or dig my eyeballs out of my skull
like raisins out of an oatmeal cookie,
or worse yet,
my grandfather might crawl out
from under the front porch
of our old row-house on Beld Street
wearing his wine corduroy jacket,
smiling hi like he never died,
demanding I return his pocket knife
and in that nanosecond
steal my breath - stop my heart.

Kittens pounce on my brain,
swat my hypothalmus
curl around my cerebellum,
and now they’re digging in their claws!
I know we could touch here
as we could never
on that Other Side -
as we could never touch before,
but I am afraid if I reach for you
the bubble will go ‘pop’
and the pogo-stick men will come for me
with the long-sleeved buckles
and drag me back (again)
to that Other Side
to mattress walls
EST and ice-baths...


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12-09-2001 Farrah Tate    

Very much enjoyed this poem as it snared my own similar thought processes. Like Karen, I also felt the urge to read it over and over. It is somehow melodic in an enlightening way.
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