Quest For Adrenaline [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Saved from death - by a lovely, beautiful elf landing next
to me with broken arm & leg enwrapped in fairy plaster,
shocked I stare at my elvish fey friend who can’t dance
with the whirling dervishes today

What happened I enquire - with shining eyes she returns
my gaze, I declare I’ve a death wish she says, adrenaline
is the only way to live and I met up with some Dementors
trying to suck joy out of me - but I fought them and

Now you see, only a broken arm and leg but my optimism
still intact, as soon as I’m well I’ll join Don Quixote, create
more impossible dreams fighting a few windmills on the
side & protecting the world against the

Advent of machines, saving the underdog from destruction -
It seems you positively enjoy all these wars, Of course she
says, I’ve always my machine gun in the violin case and an
evening suit, as soon as I’m okay, I’ll go destroy

More criminals, it’s my mission to kill, she happily declares
and downs an energy drink, studying the world through a
telescope and making notes while enjoying my discomfiture
thoroughly - I have to hug her, sweetest most adorable elf

That’s ever been - until she returns to me again I’ll send her
golden light of love every night - to keep her safe in the
quest for adrenaline…