Marzipan patch at the end of the road
Thirsty and curious with mommy's stolen basket
Fluttery-fun sun dress and rose red Coke bottle
cheeks she ate them all and smiled

Years down

Walls are here

Friends dreamed of but surely dead

Needle in my arm
and the whole family's downstairs
ready with the camera crew
trying to give me that intervention

Her eyes twitched 9 or 10 more times
and she was still
As the image of herself eating fruits in an imaginary field of flowers began to fade away

Truth is she's always been up there
locked in the secret attic since the war
lived off food caches and an abundance
of heroin leftover from her mother

No one ever told her that the Nazi's were gone

06/16/2008

Posted on 06/17/2008
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