Rain of Feathers
Eider down feathers
fall down around me
like snow from the sky,
I raise my arms
turn in a circle
and take in
the wanton
tempest
of my fury,
A lampshade flung
against a wall,
the base cracked,
the shade torn,
the bedside table
battered and rammed
against a dresser
like an abusive husband’s wife,
The mirror shattered
into a million pieces,
each one reflecting
a mask of rage,
someone I don’t recognize
glares back at me
from the ice like bits of glass,
The mattress ripped open,
springs popping out
like a hundred jack in the boxes,
only there were no jacks
or any boxes,
just rusted,old springs
flopping around like fish
in a sea of impotence,
And now,
with the pillows
sliced and flung
about the room,
a calming rain of feathers
slowly falls around me,
And I am at peace once again.
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