drinks in winter rain like cold
moscato
coating her tongue with
nimbus swell
–
spends time staring out windows
not saying a word
day dreaming mad hallucinations
behind calm eyes
–
image of serenity
–
screaming incessantly
from the pillow padded
sound proofed cell
of a damaged soul
–
watch her move and sway
rhythmic
life-like
automoton
breaching the uncanny valley
–
warm vibrant
flesh and blood
–
tourniqueted
clotted flow turning black
–
amputated
no longer obstructing
the whole
–
no longer attached
the phantom pain
persists
