Divorce

by

Judith Miller

Six strong men in a pantechnikon
came and stripped my life away -
now I am a babe newborn
no clothes no hair no teeth no pain

There's a large rectangular box
on the back of that amazing juggernaut -
it's travelling away into the distance
my life's packed in - good-bye, new start

They took a box of pots and pans
labelled it 'soul' and squashed my soul on top -
sealed and sealed it with wet brown tape,
covered it with blankets on the back of that truck

It's passed through many countries
shaken shifted lowered and raised -
and now it's passed into fathomlessness
depths of pasts, another tale untold

You'll never find it - dig it out
it's buried buried deep in snow
snow unmelted deep and thawless
It's gone it's gone I miss it so

Yes take my soul and send it driftless
cast it out not punished, thriftless
it's my soul it's light it's weightless
it's my soul it's void it's baseless

You took my soul out of its packet
you poked and prodded, what's this you said
who sends away their damaged merchandise
who sends away a part unmade?

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Sweet Seventeen
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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