sometimesihatemycat

I am sinking slow to porcelain
Allowing cracks and creaks to settle in
Building bones behind unblinking eyes
Padding organs without compromise

I sew my insides well as silence falls
Working quick to stitch these bleeding walls
Accepting echoes best in possessed space
Giving nothing past this painted face

If I play careless all my limbs do clink
SItting bothers less than one would think
Never assume this shelf is safe
I watch, I wait, each time you walk away

-a.r.

~ by April on October 12, 2015.

Posted in Body, Death, Family, Identity, Meditation, Motherhood, Poetry, Whimsy
Tags: Creepy, Danger, Doll, Halloween, Horror, Introvert, meditation, October, Porcelain, Possessed, Scary, Silence, Spooky, Stillness, waiting, Watching