behind the glass
in my hometown
in the children's park
where from all around
you could hear the infants screaming
every time a quarter dropped
for the laughing lady reeling
caterwauling, green eyed, gleaming
is 6 foot ten and laughing
on the spot.
how many children came
to stand their ground
to watch her cackle and oh
how the sound grew larger by the minute
oh tell me she's still in it
dressed in green and glass cage bound.
only to make sure she was still there
and not out on the highway in the dark somewhere
we'd drag our Gramp each weekend to Fair Park
making sure they'd kept her there.
sometimes in my grown up dreams I hear
gears shift and the glass shattering.
then o bless-ed angels guard me deep
wake me up fast
before I hear that creep.
mary angela douglas 16 october 2017
in my hometown
in the children's park
where from all around
you could hear the infants screaming
every time a quarter dropped
for the laughing lady reeling
caterwauling, green eyed, gleaming
is 6 foot ten and laughing
on the spot.
how many children came
to stand their ground
to watch her cackle and oh
how the sound grew larger by the minute
oh tell me she's still in it
dressed in green and glass cage bound.
only to make sure she was still there
and not out on the highway in the dark somewhere
we'd drag our Gramp each weekend to Fair Park
making sure they'd kept her there.
sometimes in my grown up dreams I hear
gears shift and the glass shattering.
then o bless-ed angels guard me deep
wake me up fast
before I hear that creep.
mary angela douglas 16 october 2017
