I am in Eden – and the normal steamy silence is broken,
by the freeing from my mind of tropical birds
beautiful iridescent birds – that were caught,
in my imagination – are now at liberty,
amongst the palms and I relish them.
They call out their joy – their singing,
awakes my senses – and I dance!
My cool muslin dress floats about my ankles
and my spirit is free!
I whirl around, and around –
lost in my world – I hadn’t noticed,
the re-emergence of silence
my hands fly up to protect my head,
from hundreds of birds –
falling – dead around me – and,
I am running through a carpet of feathers
no longer soft – but sharp and cutting my feet
the bottom of my muslin dress is now,
blood red – it is spoilt – I rip it from my body
exposing my naked flesh –
it is the last humiliation.
I jump and the glass shatters around me,
forming an ocean at my feet –
the moonlight dances on my bareness –
I step into its reflection – and am,
Swallowed – by its warm salinity.