Cinderella's Alterego

A long loving dream

to rise and see the sun

to sing when birds cuckoo

smile — to feel and make believe I understand

to spin and turn to sweep the dust

of an already-cleaned room covered with ash

five books on my head

a need to walk straight — to make it straight!

as I collect dirty clothes

dance them into the tub

There are sharks outside the sea

I wonder — could they ever see me?

Blowing horns without their thorns

An art — ooze with blood but no one stops

A kiss is but a kiss

even if lips perform with walls

Walls! What do we prefer?

Golden block or wooden shield?

Long live a dream

same old, same old.

Wake up! — wake me.

I’ve lost a glass slipper

I don’t need to find

but find us a hammer! — I need a hammer,

strong enough to shatter steel walls.