Erratic emotions flowing over the hill.
This emotion subsided by numerous pills.
Feelings held and hidden deep within.
Illness confined by smiles, a grin.

Suddenly the tables turn and
With a swift flash of his sword
The doors open wide and inside
There is a spindle of spinning
The walls break down and
He crawls right in there
Screaming and thrashing.
She hurls it all shut .

Silence.
It is all complete.
Just for this week.
Maybe a day.
Nothing to say.
It is all known.
We built our home