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