Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The elephant in the room


So skinny and frail in her soft sweater
She smiled a fragile slice of a smile
They smiled back, said she was better
And even I, although only a child
Felt the elephant in the room.

There was no one to tell her what was wrong
Seeing her bony reflection she could only guess
If she was living and for how long
I cleaned her bed, straightened the mess
And left the elephant in the room.

She wished desperately to know
But she didn't dare ask
For fear of hurt, not wanting to show
The grief behind the tranquil mask
The elephant lurking in the gloom

It was invisible and everywhere
It came through tears at night
I played with tufts of her falling hair
In her arms when she held me tight
Glaring at the elephant in the room

The doctors would not say "sorry" to her
But they told us when out of earshot
The suffocating silence was not a cure
But we thought worse would be to talk
Of the elephant in the gloom

She'd tell me we'd always be together
And my parents rolled eyes of worry
I believed her, for my sister
Until then had never lied to me
But the elephant was in the room

I was too small to see the elephant
They whispered its name when we couldn't hear
Their faces like cracked ciment
Nothing is the matter
The elephant lurked in the gloom

She sits still smiling in my memory
As the unknown slowly crept upon her
We all tried our hardest not to worry
But day by day she grew weaker

More drugs, pills in the kitchen
The radio playing a menuet

She put her hair clips in a tin
And put them in my hand outstretched
She didn't need them anymore she said
Nothing left on my skinny head

The elephant was so big in that tiny room
My parents looked away
I prayed all night in the silent gloom
And yet she died the very next day. 

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