Slight Of Pen
Safety Pin
Pricked and leaking
Fingertip tears
Scrawled sensitivity
Bleeding emotions
Faint eyelids slip
Under satin lined escapes
Pills to ride the trolley
Track-set to dreamland
Black rubber air
Ricochets bubbles
Into lungs and sawdust winds
Move me deeper to pearl
At last pale stars whisper
"Down stairs, all lights will shine
Including glitter and shells"
Tumble to the lantern pyre
Rolling over, insertion to hand
Separate levels of nerves, awaken
Cannonball hurt revives
Safety pin open, blood on the sheets