SALT

I feel like an open wound
so many potions and elixirs
some that blind some that paralyze
nothing works……
impossible….
not when theres jagged shards of salt living in the depths
clear pink fluid drips out continuously
like Cinderella I’m desperately trying to soak up everything I am
with old dirty rags
back and forth
back and forth
back and forth
back and forth
back and forth
the rags go
as the dirt and grime never seem to go away
only making circles that never meet their end
like a naive child I sit in the grime playing
I lay my head on to these circles
and blankly
I stare out from the windows of my play house….

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