The Unwanted Daughter

When I accept that fire is missing,
the unbroken breaking, the tone
of two voices whispering prayer;

this means disappointment,
the body’s commitment to grief,
the perfection of its fears. 

Only then, the reluctant heart 
expels what it couldn't refuse, 
builds hallways, windows and doors
to light-filled, private rooms

where someone else's daughter
arranges her hairbrushes, dresses
and shoes as if she belongs there,
as if she will never leave.

1 comment:

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

now this is being lonely, alone and inculcated with 'abandonment' issues.

good write