Test Submission: Poem, ‘Window Pane’

You’re a ghost in the wind,

a skein of silk caught on a nail,

tattered edges fluttering like moth wings,

against a blood stained window pane.


Ribboned hem licks vainly,

like a dragon tongue in a forgotten fairytale,

tasting the glass, candy-cool, impenetrable

suffering your reluctant, red-nailed attack,

sparked by a loathing you love.


Eyes turned up in heartbeat prayer would see you,

hanging by your veins, strangling on that nail,

your desperate heart pumping slow, thick blood,

throwing smeared dice on a wine stained table,

gambling for one more reason to cope.


You’re a ragged cloth, flapping in the breath of unseen lungs,

desperate for the taste of that ever-seen skin,

dying to drown in a puddle that barely covers your toes.

Your diseased claws raking down the glass

with no voice to cry ‘let me in’.

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1 Response to Test Submission: Poem, ‘Window Pane’

  1. Andy Bain says:

    I like this one a lot 🙂


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