She bathed and dressed The exact items she had shown him She made her face The shades that he had ch
She bathed and dressed The exact items she had shown him She made her face The shades that he had chosen Sprayed her scent And rose from her dressing table And nearly doubled up and fell On shaking legs She made her way downstairs Past the closed doors of kids bedrooms Past the closed doors of kitchen and lounge To the front door Where again she doubled up Where again her legs shook Where she girded herself and unlatched And left the door ajar And it was done Still more to do The blindfold from her hand Fastened across her eyes And she felt her way along walls And back up the stairs Felt her way across closed doorways To the open door of the guest room To the sound of a car door opening and closing in the street A boot slamming shut And the front door of her house squeaking open And being softly closed Time enough to find the centre To stand head down Arms back Wrists crossed Shaking Enduring every slow heavy tread on the stair Silence And then that voice That voice As she moaned and fell -- source link
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