She used to admire intricate bobbles
Shiny objects behind shinier glass
The soft colours,
Feminine and elegant
And think “how can I wear this?”
It holds nothing for me.
Meaning. Significance. Memory
In a picture that makes her guts turn
Small white circles –
Around a girls neck.
Her skin burns in an alcohol flame
When she realises-
This is why people wear what holds no meaning-
Why carry someone around your neck?