Girl Interrupted

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Girl interrupted; the label carved to my insides,
a tandem reality, censured blossoming.
Sentient spirit...faded before due time,
threadbare as the hand-me-downs
I would proscribe to the depths of the closet...
if only I could...
opaque tights did little, against
the biting voice of Winter; it relished
whipping its tongue about my flesh,
knotting my long hair, burning my cheeks,
I loved how it made me...feel.
More than a passing fascination;
this new state of being...
I wore numb well;
not enough to draw attention,
just enough to survive.
I slept with curtains drawn to the night
while the moon held my secrets between her pearly teeth
and I'd pray she'd not speak before dawn,
lest they should all fall out...
yet there was something holistic in my fractured days,
the burn of melancholy fingers that pried open my nights.
Forgive this irksome indulgence, but
this needed to be written...
to eulogize her...my girl interrupted.

Reviews

[Sasha]

Thank you, Maria...
I'm happy you enjoyed this piece, my friend
Sasha xx

[(no es) maria]

"I wore numb well"

well said!!