Blinded, Folding
Blinds were drawn,
slid closed.
So she folded herself,
collapsed
In familiar retreat,
Along similar lines
going weak
Giving in again
to movement
Of leg's levers pulling
thighs to belly
Drawing in again
her arms
Creased at elbows,
touching ribs
Paperthin-skinned
flightless wings
Hands neat wrapped
round knees
Neck dropping
head to rest
Chin to chest,
while coolness
Of. white sheet's pleats
firmly defied
Evening's crumpled
humid heat
Strange comfort
covered
A mind stripped,
as day fades
Lines had been drawn,
light complied
On the knotted spine
with its own
Two-tone arise
and drop,
Curved with a need
for sleep
On the dotted line,
a sinking
Head to toe
beneath
Time's horizon.
And so, she slept,
bent double
Once more folded
and foiled
Blood and flesh,
origami style,
Dark and lightly
blinded bird.
Aqua Marine.
May 8th, 2017.
Copyright © Aqua Marine | Year Posted 2017
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