Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Claire

Dirt smeared on rosy cheeks
Blood matted in perfect, pristine pale hair
Wore a dressed torn and ripped in flawless locations

She arose with noble posture
Snapped all her bones back in position
She curtsied in front of all the men
Walked away with a confidence

We all saw her
Like a;
rag doll
Descend:
from the heavens

Kissed the earth
As if she blessed it
As if the puddle of blood that surrounded her
Was a sacrifice

She was
the girl who
fell from the sky

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