PAINTING THE FAMILY HEAD
- Dark Poets Club
- Jun 15
- 1 min read
By Sorlie Lennox

I lift the bony head
from where I left it
up on the cliffs.
Looking out to sea
it is blown bone dry
and salted - stiff as a cod!
Wide eyes ever open
deep with the pain
of sleeplessness
its grin of sin
mocked now
by its skeletal
powerlessness.
I paint the head pink -
add diamante jewels,
and sit it on my windowsill.
And there you are!
Back home again!
But this time…
You can do us no harm.