Paper Body

Thin skin

Eyelids like wilting flower petals

Your voice cracking

Everyday a different person sits before me

Not yet willing to fly away in the wind.

Less heat 

Soft words like velvet in our ears

You're giving up

The last variation of you sits before me

Willing to fly away in the wind.

Paper body

Veins like thin rivers underneath your skin

You're a skeleton

The same person as yesterday, now dressed up in a pretty little outfit.

You flew away in the wind.

Brutal aftermath

Daughters crying like it's the end of the world

The end of our world.

We're all different people sitting before you.

Changed by your paper body

Wanting to fly away in the wind.