Closet

We've built a closet
to hide my dresses
from frozen memories,
before they wear themselves out
to the very last button, funny pink striped bow.
before they wear themselves out
Of illusions.
Of misspelled ideas of me.
The star has risen. in my head.
Covered the sun with a twinkle.
My thoughts got sleepy
my words fainted on my lips
my singing moved out frustrated and alone.
We've built a closet
where my monsters could rest
dead secrets knit lullabies.
We've built a closet
to close my fairies, lucky rings and amulets.