Broken

Ode to a Waif

Photo by DANNY G on Unsplash

She patiently waits for elusive things
Like an abandoned bird with broken wings
But no one comes and the hole surrounds her
Seeping in like an unmet hunger

Vacant hole dark and bare
Desolate waif girl sits and stares
The hole gets bigger, deeper, darker
Where is mother?
Where is father?