Round Corners Poem by stephen stirk

In a part of this great universe
A planet that I’ve found
Has four secreted corners
Despite the fact it’s round

In the corner of this planet
In a corner of the land
There’s a little girl named Janet
In this corner she will stand

A corner of her parent’s home
Where refuge would reside
Where Janet can no longer roam
No longer safe inside

In a corner of this corner
Janet owns a dollies house
And stares into the corner room
As quiet as a mouse

The house is locked and bolted
You can’t be cornered here
Memories can’t be jolted
Or perversely tinged with fear

In the corner of the corner room
A dolly stands forlorn
It’s Janet’s alter ego
All locked up since she was born

It’s Janet’s way of coping
In a universe so great
Protected from the groping
Because Janet’s only eight

Now she is a mourner
Till the day she may find peace
She’s a dolly in the corner
Locked up - waiting for release