Memory of a doll long forgotten – D Thomas

Memory

She enfolds

In doll-time

Where the sugared eyes

Shine like fake diamonds

And warm embraces

Melt her salted lips.

 

With silicone paw

She reaches the light

Singing silently

Alert to the blood of raindrops.

 

 In the camellia and peony desert

She makes faces

Until waiting is impossible

Until the minutes hang

Like mechanical vultures

Until the drag of the inevitable

Draws her closer to the present.

 

In clear blue

Shoals of forgetting

She hides

She wishes she were an octopus

So she might disappear in inky retreat.

 

At the waters edge

Invisible mouths feed

Each sweet regret comes back

Framed by unseen witnesses.

She knows the routine:

The knowing faces

The jagged words

Maggot thoughts

And the passage

To some unnamed place.

 

There, reflected in her stare:

The praying mantis

Seven stings

– To join her sisters –

And an alarm clock

Wrapped in bandages.

 

 In clear blue

Shoals of forgetting

She hides

She wishes she were an octopus

So she might disappear in inky retreat.

     

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~ by londonsurrealistgroup on July 19, 2007.

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