Ophelia

she sits
naked
in a glass jar
on a shelf
in the room
where he sleeps

he can’t see her
but he knows she’s there
watching over him
each night
as he leaves reality
and enters his dreams

he didn’t put her there
she climbed up
against his wishes
and slid silently
into the jar
when he wasn’t looking

she couldn’t help herself
she knew the risks
knew she could fall
at any moment
but it was worth it
just to be close to him

she knows
she will never find
the strength
to climb down
and let go of this man
whose heart she will never have

and so

she sits
naked
in a glass jar
on a shelf
in the room
where he sleeps

and each night
she weeps
tears that he will never see
and slowly drowns
as the glass jar
fills with her sorrow

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One response to “Ophelia

  1. I feel like the woman in the jar sometimes.

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