Ripped wings
and a dance.
Smiles stretched
with giant safety pins on either side.
Gently pulled by a soft cotton
…to an ornate statue
…………..in an ironed and dressed garden.

She left them.
They took it.
She ran before.
She ran after.

she stopped running.

In a pleasantly lit home,
she is bleeding
there is no movement
but breath
thats all there is
this breathing.