half a thought

[mazzie]

feathers float up
like fairy dust
from the coat he
ripped as he threw
you to the ground

the sleeves hide
your hands and it
falls below your knees
and you wrap it

around you tight
with your eyes closed
and your face calm
because you say

it don't matter
you don't need no help
you just want to sleep
wake you when it's time

for the nurse
the exam
the detective
and your ride home

lay your head down
take your peace
and feathers float up
like fairy dust