Toller (Doll 2.)

I wrote this in late 2011. It was intended to accompany a hand-made doll, adding to its character.

Up Hourly
from a sunken home
hollow tower, twisting, long
to glaring warmth or eerie gloam
A form once vital, study, strong
each step – each tendon taut as twine
sallow skin sheaths withered string
Final threshold beneath the dome
A patient, punctual rope does hang
accustomed to his wizened grasp
The curved lip swings slowly, briefly to shine
Tradition’s each tug spends a song, soon sombre
sadly
lost to
time

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