Worry Doll


By PoemGolem

I held your light in my heart like a little doll,
And it’s small limbs were wrapped in string,
And its skeleton was made of garden wire.

The doll was in a woven bag, that was sealed tight with a white pull-string, pulled all the way out.

The bag was in a box, with carved skeletons on the outside.

The box was wrapped in a textile that smelled like dust.

The textile was in a white drawer that smelled like lavender.

The drawer was in my chest.

It opens and closes when I tell your story, where your memory sings.

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