17. Raggedy Ann

Raggedy Ann – quiet and calm

Leant over me with her sister behind
Her moppy long hair, very red, very straight
With her face out of sight, no humanity bared

But that seems to be their nature – the Poutiriao
No care for frailty; of fears and emotion

Just a clinical interview of the mind, body and soul
and testing the bits that seem out of whack

The first tested confrontation, the second one fear
and this one – the heart, stabbing me there
I woke in the morning with a faint pain in my heart
wondering what lay ahead, on another new path...