you are not in wonderland ➵ poems

she's not human - just a remain

She looks so human
but she's a ghost.
She's boneless, hollow,
no heartbeat to steady her.
Your words pass straight through her,
but she hears the whispers
like a ticking clock or time bomb.
Her breaths never come -
she is choking on life,
inexplicable, unavoidable -
and her voice is a mumble.