The Gooch house has no birds.Lady of the corner tear smiles
When flattered with a hot iron,
Serenaded with pennies sink plinking.
(She once had potential,She once drew horses,
She once was Queen HC,
She once breathed freewill)
Dreams afford snatches of sanity,The dawn brings renewed sadness-
Her husband’s welcome to the light
“You’re no love, just a placeholder wife.”
To sleep in silent lucidity, to find peace;These goals Mahalia met for her muse.
Grey night shades gave way to last tragic day,
The Gooch house has no birds.