and where's the knife
to cut the webs that 
entrap? 
carried back up from 
the hell 
by the spidery webs. 
and you were
a dreamer 
not afraid 
to catch your dreams 
and chase stars 
got out from the 
cupboard
we were huddling
our small bodies in 
but i stayed in
with the trail of 
your magic left 
behind 
and i tried to 
hold it in my shaky 
hands
but it vanished
and you scudded 
away on a gust  
the lioness sitting 
under the bed
weeped
the silhouette
of you clenched 
in her lips
her heart wanting 
to grow 
but if she needs
remote to grow 
then it is you 
with the button 
so press it on
for me now 
from the grave 
with all your friends
Lo, Pika and Muzo. 
and where's my shovel 
to dig you out? 
I want to clean my hovel
in time.