Poem by Anna Baynton
Tell me I am not alone
my only heart
here in this house of dreams and secrets.
Tell me I am not alone when the moon is rising.
Tell me when I sit at the window,
tell me then that I am not alone.
Tell me that my need for claws and teeth
Tell me that all humans grin like wolves
when nipped by tumbling winter air.
Tell me I am right to love
the wind, the rain, the night the way I do.
Tell me that my deep desire
for more than tame burnt sour meat
is merely eccentricity –
tell me I am not alone behind these cracking windows
within this silent icy manor on a fearful frozen hill.
Tell me I am not alone.
Tell me my claws are fingernails,
and teeth far blunter than I dreamed last night,
and that the run I took, the hare I felled
were nothing more than troubled passing sleep.
Tell me I can shave,
and read (o what are letters)
and fall asleep upon a featherbed
and still remain the creature that I am –
Tell me I am not alone!
please tell me,
My only light, you very last who loves me best
Tell me i have never been alone
and tell me I will never be
i beg you, sweetheart
one last favor
lie to me.