Ailuj's Moor
I sit in my room,
Up in Ailuj’s Moor,
And learn of the Raven
Who quoth “Nevermore,”
I live in my dreamworld
And enter all ye
Who are seekers of knowledge,
Imagination’s the key.
I brush out my locks,
Like a girl in a tower.
I don’t have the keys,
And it’s nigh witching hour.
There are eyes all around me,
Above and below.
They’re landscapes I’ve drawn,
But they’re only so-so.
So-so is my nature,
So-so is my name.
I drift through my time,
But it’s not just a game.