Miasma Of Forces
Like a RagDoll tossed high in the air
All feathers and stuffing floating 'round
Only one way up
No safe way to come down!
No ladders-no safety net
Only plaid-only lace
The chosen poison decreed
Wore blood on its face!
So sudden-so sudden
Copious burgandy to bright red
Hemorage of a Lifes River
Came calling upon this RagDolls bed!
Nothing left for remembrance
No sewing needles-no eyes
Unable to mend even her red tresses
No fond goodbyes!
Just a RagDoll tossed way up
One too many times to even be fair
By a core of village idiots
Who disappeared into thin air!
poem by Theodora Onken
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