The Citadel

She shows only a fraction
of who she is; she picks and chooses
the parts she wants to show,
hides the rest underneath
her carefully ironed designer outfit.

Her thick walls are solid:
she will not let the cold, cruel world
invade her violent internal war.

There is not even a scratch on her surface;
she purposely keeps it smooth, even, unworthy of notice.
She will not let the dirty fingertips and corrupted minds of this world
touch her own; not because she's better,
but because she is worse.

Her thick walls are stone:
there is no way out, all exits are blocked,
and she will resign to playing games of "What if?" and solitaire.



June 16th, 2012.