Beastie
Elisa Fort
The beast devours the dolls
Tearing
Limb by limb
Their heads falling
Tumbling
Across the floor
The once magnificent towers
Crumbling
Block by block
And the child laughs
Smiling
At the mess
Not seeming to care
Erasing
Bit by bit
All she once cherished
Vanishing
Before her eyes
It does not matter
Knowing
One by one
She hears
Whispering
The time has come
Needing
To pack up all faith
Hope by hope
And this is how it’s done