The Housekeeper


The Housekeeper



The windows are closed under the storm

But the scratch in the wood keeps going on

The doors are locked and locked again

And she’s so afraid that she can’t stand


The wind screams into the fireplace

No wonder she couldn’t hear me there

The cot swing and swing slowly into the noise

But I can’t see myself in the white sheets


The photographs tremble in the walls

As the stairs creak under my soft steps

I saw her pale and anxious by the kitchen

She was washing my yellow dress by then


I remember how she smiled forcibly

When she gave me a good night kiss

Sorry I couldn’t avoid crying loudly

Your lips aren’t warm as the mommy’s


But I’m here to apologize myself to you

Don’t be scared when the thunder blow up

There’s just the two of us in the silent house

Can’t you hear me coming in to you?


I want to call your name, make you look at me

But I found out that I don’t know your name

You’re a stranger walking around in my house

Sorry if I make you lost your patience tonight


So I grab the tissue of your skirt in my hand

And you turn around terrified but don’t see me

Then the lightning lighted up the window glass

But there’s any reflex, ‘cause I think you killed me



Raquel Martinez Neves

Suspended, part 2

10-Ago-10

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