Highland Mary | Polaroid Epitaphs
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Highland Mary
I fell off the wall
when plaster gave way to the
weight of one-thousand prayers hanging
on a single nail.
A certain half-cracked silence floated over
as the glass tore itself apart from the frame.
New little symphonic shards projected
themselves across the floor,
crooked and stubborn.
I fell off the wall
when plaster gave way to the
vibration of so many voices resonating
on one thin wire.
I fell off the wall
when you forgot to
push me straight.
I fell of the wall
despite your attempts
to battle
gravity.
I fell off the wall
and cut your foot.
I don't know if you wrote this... but it's fantastic!!
ReplyDeleteSo shocking and dramatic.. and yet so very subtle!
~Ali
http://eyeofali.viewbook.com/