letters to a corpse

dear jane, you never move
and yet you move me.
your jaded eyes and
crimson lips tell me stories
that no-one wants to hear.

dear jane, you have terrifying
mascara smears, leaving trails
across the soft skin of your
cheek covering crushed bones.

dear jane, your twisted arms
and splintered legs will never
walk again but your story
will travel the world.

dear jane, rest
in peace.
not in
pieces.

© nicola spies

Nicola Spies