alone.

i've become
the shambling stumbledown
remembrance
of broken girls' dreams

fragile fingertips
piecing together the
crumbled remnants of
childish hopes and fancies

daily my signage pales and frays
blearily displaying
spidery scripted advertisements
of a miracle cure
no one has need for
any longer

Reviews

[OT]

ahh very nice!!! broken dreams, a questionable abyss - fragile fingertips crumbling whilst trying to fix the puzzle!! a sense of despair and loss in this one - a cure can only cure something that needs to be fixed... no need - no cure... just a pointless toxin!!

[Crowley]

A broken girls dreams are like magic really, they have the capacity to change a girl by whispering in her ear things that she needs to know about herself...and in the end the girl gets new dreams to play with and a stronger soul. Great writing wrengirl.

[Ed Hart]

yes, those who survive must accomplish this dark night of the soul

[miSS LEaf]

stunning as always...

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

Aw Jenniewren your voice and way with words would always be both intriguing and miracolous for me...
Very moving and poignant.I relate much to the shambling stumledown remembrance of broken girls' dream.

[Robin]

'shambling stumbledown' , 'spidery scripted advertisement' , pure jennywren ..

[bazil zerinsky]

you have a unique voice. this piece has resonated with me. i will have to read more of you...