04-29-2017, 09:48 PM
The House Had Landed
It wasn’t the tornado,
but what it brought that killed
Baby Alice the Midget Wonder.
Center stage became the chorus,
and then bit parts
until Alice hung
like drying clothes on a line.
The train had left the station
decades before.
Alice could see the road
now like everyone else,
but could only point
out the destination
never walk upon it again.
It wasn’t the tornado,
but what it brought that killed
Baby Alice the Midget Wonder.
Center stage became the chorus,
and then bit parts
until Alice hung
like drying clothes on a line.
The train had left the station
decades before.
Alice could see the road
now like everyone else,
but could only point
out the destination
never walk upon it again.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson