Scarification

Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
Wallace Stevens



What seems to be a scar could be a door
sealed tighter than a canopic jar
and within, a small room hollowed out
of your own body, lined red as velvet,
and home to a tiny part of yourself, lost,
forever wandering, in need of an afterlife
reunion with your heart it left behind
in the unchronicled resting place
of a lesser pharaoh.


Day 4 ~ Chronicles

Sherry is our host in The Imaginary Garden today, singing Scars to Your Beautiful.