History's Soft Toys
by Olivia Inwood Tower-like structure – Cubes raining down A torment – a ghost rattling off Consequent truths – To children holding – Soft-toys with half-torn heads And eyes gapping out – Scattering the remnants Of tattered childhoods All over the floor – The clocks breaking under – The pressure of linear history Always wanting to go on But the past still seething Still sinking its teeth into us. |
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