MindFlights-Over the Edge

A still figure, cloaked in grey
crouching upon the façade
That lithe monster
guarding the holy
of holies.
His whiskers twitch, those fingers
creeping, lattices unfurling
and over the edge
Ages fall away, over
the edge, cameras flash.
White jewels glisten in
the closing gloom

Two nostrils, frozen and flared,
church bells jangle,
while a feast of dead leaves
and waste
gargles down the drainpipe.

Over the edge and far away

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Stephanie Green is a New Zealand author with a passion for heavy metal music and doodling on the furniture. In daylight hours she converts novels and other texts into Braille, large print and audio books for the blind. At night she's a roadie for her husband's band. Her short stories, poems and articles have appeared in Strange Horizons, Abilities Magazine, Slippery When Wet Stories 2007, Breath and Shadow, Lachryma, Haruah: Breath of Heaven, Nocturne Magazine and others. Visit her website at www.steffgreen.com.