Princess Escapes
she gouged out a dove-
shaped hole with a scepter,
and realized then
she was up near the sky: an outlook
over what the walls below were not,
even though they pretended to be protective,
a pretty shell.
there had been, once,
some windows
and an un-
locked front door.
jack-o’-lanterns,
christmas lights,
turkey feasts.
someone, maybe her,
had never wanted
the genie of those times
to escape.
even so,
the wishes had floated off.
the magic just couldn’t be sealed away.
gone now,
gone
somewhere warm,
beyond this tomb.
=================================================
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment