Down Under
Swathed in shadows deep
she looked up
from her far below
of down under
seemingly afloat
hesitating at the bottom
of the long staircase.
Only a faint outline
of her oval face perceptible,
framing dark eyes
opened wide hugely round
pupils expanded
like an exaggeration
a caricature drawn...
The doorway to her soul
open wide
revealing a pathos
deeper than hell.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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