5d
CHEVAL Á BASCULE EN FEU
she keeps
the room
just as it was
as if
Death
had never entered it
still
turns
teiderdown down
still
straightens
sheets
still
plumbs
pillows
brings breakfast
every morning
just like before
but
there is no before
anymore
even
the future
has vanished
one day
it hurts her
this haunting
the room has become
a shrine
and she its priestess
so she decides
to burn the past
escape this trap
the wind
turns the pages
as the books flame
dolls
melt
in the witch hunt
a rocking horse
is on fire
its mane a flame
"Go now!"
she commands
"These are only things!"
she hides
her daughter
in her heart
where nothing
can touch her.
fire reflected in her tears
*
She hunted down all the dolls and they were all burnt at the stake so to speak. Two reactions to grief in the one person...preserve everything...destroy everything.
she keeps
the room
just as it was
as if
Death
had never entered it
still
turns
teiderdown down
still
straightens
sheets
still
plumbs
pillows
brings breakfast
every morning
just like before
but
there is no before
anymore
even
the future
has vanished
one day
it hurts her
this haunting
the room has become
a shrine
and she its priestess
so she decides
to burn the past
escape this trap
the wind
turns the pages
as the books flame
dolls
melt
in the witch hunt
a rocking horse
is on fire
its mane a flame
"Go now!"
she commands
"These are only things!"
she hides
her daughter
in her heart
where nothing
can touch her.
fire reflected in her tears
*
She hunted down all the dolls and they were all burnt at the stake so to speak. Two reactions to grief in the one person...preserve everything...destroy everything.
