Poem: "The Labyrinth"

I went to go exploring
The Labyrinth I had found;
In a dark cavern hidden by the river
Exposed only on tide ebb.

I told my uncle about the Labyrinth.
He pontificated on the dangerous discovery,
Presenting me with a dour picture of my looming destruction.

I told my aunt about the Labyrinth.
She uttered a few ersatz cachinnations
Before turning to my uncle to discuss their arbitrage of the morrow.

I told my mother about the Labyrinth.
She fluttered around the dining room
Ignoring my statement as she served polyglot cuisine.

I told my brother about the Labyrinth.
He flaunted a convoluted concoction concerning the creation of caverns
In a flamboyant attempt to appear erudite to his girlfriend.

I told my father about the Labyrinth.
He winked at me, promising me a grand adventure,
Before falling into a drunken stupor.

So I went to go exploring
The Labyrinth I found.
The silence promised to listen to my story as I strolled.
The shadows promised to watch me as I went down new paths.
My lantern provided my comfort as I wandered round and round.

I decided that I had found my new home.