Day 7 - Identities

She Always

day late hectic forgetful
in her head
staying too long
talking things she
does not know
all make believe
and big magic
naming us
like dollies

damn she thinks
she knows all the words
says ineluctable
and requiescat in
such a way it
makes a body
be still

she always watches
light come in
to wrap the rising
dust like angels
lifting off and means
to join them