
The house will fall
all that was solid
gone to cards and toothpicks
the heart has gone out of it
and the dreamer has awakened
rudely
without warning
to find she is a cipher
a ghost
in what would have been her home
and so
without hesitation
without a pause
seamlessly
the haunting will commence
more destructive
than any poltergeist
hell hath no fury
like a woman
forced to silence
and our second class selves
will rise
and rise
until we go smashing through
the bedrock
you thought you held
in your weak hands
pretenders will never
hold a throne
and so man
will never hold dominion
over woman – Caroline A. Slee