"Blinds"
1992,
staring at the blue.
Watching, waiting,
for that call from you.
She seems to sit still,
people passing by,
looking for a face
to recognize.
Postcards spread out on the floor,
alone, no one to care for.
Knees held tightly with wrapping arms.
Blind open wide, but her heart keeps closed.
Imagining years,
being held so dear.
Waiting for tomorrow
Her dying fairytale.
She imagines her past time,
pictures on her wall.
Time ticks slow,
One last smile.
EXTREMELY generic, emotional blahblah.
I liked it. (personal bias)
Opinions? You can't break me.