I am meant for more than this room
Left within pairs of strangers' shoes,
standing on yesterday's doorstep ~
a trembling boy at a locked door
Can I believe my mother's dreams?
I am meant for more than this room
Breathing between bleach and perfume ~
awake below concrete tip toes
Mostly hoping tears drop silent ~
whispers to mirrors dry cracked cheeks
I am meant for more than this room
Snowstorms wash over the summer
Slipping into a shallow grave,
lost, clinging to wet rolling ropes,
begging for a purpose to bloom
I am meant for more than this room
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Author Notes
I decided to try this style after reading fellow poet Treischel's poem "Brilliant Yellow Star".
The Quatern is a French form of poetry that is composed of four quatrains, (four-line stanzas). It is similar to the Kyrielle and other French poems, in that it has a repeated refrain. But, unlike other French forms, it doesn't have to rhyme--there is no rhyme scheme specified. Similar to other French forms of poetry, the Quatern consists of lines with eight syllables each, and has no required meter.
Dedicated to C. The infamous. My brother forever, I miss you.
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