Epitaph to a Button Bully


Epitaph to  a Button Bully

Without legs he said, pulling them out
I remember the  empty sockets, his laughter
First sight of the sinkhole which looks like a kingdom
His sister was small headed
Topped with a frigid ghost doughnut
She liked twisting instead of extracting
Hair suffered under her small white hands
Her spotty dress and peter pan collar
Made cuteness into a vale of hopelessness

How time erases such useless calumnies
The devil-details
He fell through a window, severed an artery
O Krystallnacht
I imagined his  blood’s flag unfurling and unfurling

Proving to a six year old that a spidergod exists
As it trailed its one good  leg  leg leg
Away from dukkha to a better world.


Veronica Aldous 2016 All rights reserved


About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Lulu.com. Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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