Ballet Lesson

Sister and I—
She older than me
Mom is away
At shops for the day
Babysitter at home
But she’s occupied

Shall we jump,
The bed is free?
Mom won’t hear
Because she’s not here
Arrived from ballet
And we have so much energy

Jump, jump and jump some more
Until finally I jump to the floor
Freshly polished to make it gleam
Shoulder connects, collarbone does too
Six year old frame breaks in two

Pain surges raw!
I’ve never felt agony before
And mom’s not here
Only babysitter, sister and me
I can’t move, I can’t walk
And I know what it feels to

Want to die


finite creatures | daily post

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