Look at me
she said
look how I can fly
but of course
she couldn't fly
it was all part
of her mental illness
that aspect
she never saw
that o I am not well
kind of thing
just that
I am flying buzz
and so they tried
to get her back
from the window ledge
tried to get her
to unbuzz
come on in Lilly
come on in
the air is safer
in here
but she wasn't convinced
and so stood
her arms out stretched
eyes large and watery
it's so nice here
the air is fresh
and I can see
the tall building
where Joe used to work
she said
looking with a hand
over her brows
to block out the sun
come on in Lilly
they said
it is safer in here
o go to hell
she said
you're always
trying to get me
to do things
I don't want to
like that time
you made me
do those things
or Joe did
and hey where is Joe
huh?
where?
O come on in Lilly
don't be like that
don't be silly
she stepped to the edge
her feet half way
over the ledge
and she wobbled some
and then she looked
back at them
and said
it's all buzzing
inside my head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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