She lay in her room,
alone, no groom.
Above her headboard,
hung a cross.
in front of her
a bible stared across.
her big hands clutched the sheet,
her body lay beneath the heat.
On her hand lay a scar as big
a candle light had took its time to dig.
The big brown circles on her face fluttered shut,
in a moment she was awake again, only she wasn't.
through the window lie trees half cut
though the t...