On leaving the bread for another year
four steps to the kitchen
where the feast awaits
bang
bang
bang
bang
clamor of pots
clink of dishes
unimaginable sin
therein
turn and run
three steps back to the chair
and the safety there
slip
slip
slip
feet too weak
to repeat
sturdy cadences to
her seat
twelve steps more and the bed
Slumber Shore
whoosh
whoosh
whoo...
she cannot make it
she
is
no
more
Ellee 2001

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