Wednesday, January 12, 2011

the dream

There are carpenters under my eye lids
trying to bolt down my lashes
lacquering against the ever old joke
There are soldiers there too
their heavy boots dangling from my lashes
as I march us out of here


Lisa said...

oh I just bit my lip,
my goodness darling the imagery is almost too much to bear.

haunting and moving and beautiful xx

Jessica Tremp said...

thank you sweetheart x