Maisie

Strained in my moaning, small wonder in this place, heart beats against bone, bus ticket a turning wheel, blown by the rain, she listens to my weeping, laughs at all my treats, the useless games, needed to deceive, the foray of her visits, shadows yesterday's blame, tins chocolate biscuits, bites at a cotton 'kerchief, the ribbons of a day, sunlight streaks her face, a sea whipped home, a tornado for my cage, incarcerated lips groan, you're dancing again. alone by the beach wondering what to say or search to be, ignore their testimony, given by offertory, adore me offering no diety no need to break free see my swirling feet