COFFIN (From my journal "OUTSIDE LOOKING IN")
by Ayesha
Stucco walls painted white,
bearable once,
now a piteous sight--
graced with pictures of pretty places,
plastic squares rim muted faces,
silkened greens droop sad from vases,
feigned awards line shoddy cases.
No breezes sift these airless windows,
strangulation,
deadful gloom--
black death coffin, dreamt so often,
suffocating in this tomb!
Stucco walls now tainted gray,
shrinking more each passing day--
stifling, strangling ugly places,
crumbling squares rim mocking faces,
scraggly worms exude from vases,
ripped awards in broken cases.
Black and dusty sightless windows,
rageful blindness,
dreadful doom--
black death coffin, yearned so often,
no escaping from this room.
* * * * *
Stucco walls,
ghost pearly white,
unbearable once,
now a heavenly sight.