the doll maker
eyes sewn shut
hair in disrepair
ruby-red lips fading
arms wrapped around knees
like a frightened child
screaming is not allowed
but neither is whispering
pursed lips at times
relax and smile
but only with permission
only with permission
sitting atop shelves
stuffed in shoe boxes
incomplete conceptions
dream to be rescued
from behind closet doors
april two thousand fifteen
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My mind immediately went to that other cupboard, the one which became Puff, the Magic Dragon’s cell and coffin. So many childhood dreams, stored, forgotten and ignored.
I had to refrain from using the phrase “island of misfits” – thanks for your comments, Archie.
This alas for me the thought of Austrian basements .. and your lines became even darker.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this one, Björn.