Bedroom

Hurricane sheets,

splashing cracked dishes high.

Drops of black tea staining cream carpet,

as a whirlpool of alphabet soup swirls

amongst the destruction.

Curtains torn haphazardly across the setting moonlight.

Sinking bed barren save for a girl

violet hair fallen over sleepless years.

Arms and legs stitched up like fiberglass,

a crinkled white gown sliding off the shoulder.

Heart pumping ludicrously.

Pushing away her ruffled bangs.

Dark blue irises stare back from the fractured mirror

She drifts on scattered shards.