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Poltergeists
Staring into the mirror -Catherine Sherman
Drowning
I’ve lived Wound in pearls and jewels Tangled within layer upon layer of Satin in spring And velvet in winter I’ve lived Watched patronizingly through a monocle and Over an upturned nose Everyone, servants and nobility alike Give what they call “advice” They think they know better than I, and Perhaps they do But the power was given to me I’ve lived and I am royalty. Because of it, I am perceived to be arrogant and self serving But they are wrong You can’t tell everything about a woman By the clothes she wears I’ve lived, though I did not choose this It is royal blood, which burns and glitters With the gold I drown in It courses in my veins I’ve lived A life almost as exquisite As the gown that shimmers when I move Disguising the groan of the corset As real as a fantasy novel, without a happy ending I’ve lived Without a childhood or adolescence Thrust into the world of womanhood Etiquette lessons before I could even eat With the silver utensils in front of me I’ve lived Locked away behind these stone walls More a cage than a real home Harsh and cold Full of comfort, but not the kind I seek They all watch and Wait for me to make a mistake Though I breathe, eat, sleep, walk and talk the way they expect me to I’ve lived, less living than drowning perhaps But still I’ve lived |
Always be a poet, even in prose. ~Charles Baudelaire
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