Trefoil Crown

will you take a walk with me
slow past the future
a ramble to an alternative universe
not yet hatched
sometimes it might be best to close your eyes
or cover your ears
but having been there and having learned the lessons of fear
i will hold your hand
i will sooth your brow
and when you want to scream i will say:
shush, shush everything is ok

will you take a walk with me
slow past the future

i am not scared she trumpets
the past
the present
the future
is my trefoil and i wear it as my crown

there is an ambulance wailing in the background
and as she runs down the street
away from me, just away from me
and holds tightly to her trefoil crown
she flashes out a thrill charged smile
at no one i can see