Palatinate Poetry: White

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Spools of satin;
Frosted lace;
Tattered white.

Ethereal,
Ineffable.
A spectral sight:

Ribbons tied tight –
Her corset constricts.
She cannot breathe.

Lilies strewn in her hair,
With a petal nestled
In her crooked neck, wilted;

A torn veil flutters:
There’s no innocence left
To protect.

She hangs –
The tree a puppet master
With a pretty broken toy.

 

Photograph: Public image via Wikimedia Commons

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  • It’s Miss Havishan looool

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