Un-opened Letters

by Fig   May 14, 2006

As I enter your room
That hidden stage for your mime
Strewn all over the floor
On those cold strips of wood
White envelopes
Unopened letters
Like fallen autumn leaves
Form that vast invisible tree
Stretched over your cracked ceiling
Flaked white paint and dirtied webs
As though they had fallen from that height
Or even higher, from up in the cool night's sky
And drifted.
Tilting, slanting through the air
Down gently
Passed slowly through that ceiling sky
Settled on the willing floor

I pick one up in my fingers
Feel its painful thinness
And another's greedy swollen body
Never opened, left to fade
And every one addressed to you
Every single one filled with my pain
And you couldn't see the paint dripping from it
Colours staining the floor
Seeping out from my scrawled words
Ever more desperate
Just begging you
Pleading, crying out.
Screaming for you to help me
Or just hear me, just once turn to look
Look at my pain
Scrawled across my face
Like my spidery hand
But you never cared enough to even open one

So I take the unopened letters
Everyone packed with paper
Pile them up
Tower them to the ceiling
And strike a match.


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  • 16 years ago

    by XnotaprettygirlX

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  • 16 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

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  • 16 years ago

    by Strange Angel

    Oh my golly gosh lucy. you have done it again. how? how? tell me damn you. every poem is so amazingly unique and brilliantly worded. i am soooo jealous. *sulks* this was so powerful, loved the last line, it left so much to the reader and made me shiver *shivers*. hehehe. damn you. you are such a damned brilliant writer.