Day: Dec 19, 2013
Who stole your lovely soul?
That’s what I truthsome want to know.
I listen leafly to that hollow hole
you claim is you but, as I listened in,
my mounting sense of darkness grew.
Who tiptoed softly stealthly steally
through your pristine rooms and
stripped them nudely bare? And now
a sombre stillness looms with icicles
and half-untarnished cutlery abounds.