The Wolf's Lair

by Lea Tonin1

The author has placed a warning on this post for violence.

a smile - the orphan on her face slips

there is no purchase without a foundation

rage the evenings repast with sour fear garnish

large is the fist as all things are when you're five

"tell them what he does and they'll take him away," said Mother

back to the audience of the wolf.

toss - she flew and a blanket of splinters came scratching

the cupboard gave stoppage with its material

betrayal as only a mother can teach is her gift for life.

black stare the paralyzer of herself

falling, scraping, crawling, blood, the why bewilders

fourteen she grows - the wolf knows too a new fear is born

creeps through the door hoping for silent feet

dark said no tossing the fist, her face the embrace

crimson, the favourite banquet of a canines appetite

explosive outrage finally destroyed trepidation

fleeted foot fueled by years set her to flight

never to return to the lair of the wolf, anything else - heaven

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As you may or may not have guessed.. I'm the girl in this poem. Dark as it may be, it peels the onion and my soul grows lighter...

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