Delusions were; renunciation Poem by Ida Börjel

delusions were; renunciation
was; sterile Rhineland sisters
in mental hospital straight jackets
branded gypsy, marked
stenched, augured, to omen, omen
tractioned again, for naught
is it butterfly in the mud hut outside the village
the monthly isolation
banned, marked
bleeding in signs, a hen for company
to speak with and behead, eat
flickers, flickers were
white flickering also where frostnights
descended deeper into the valley
remember that she is not dead until warm
and dead lavender fingers, toes
the yellow tears; meat scraps; water
murmurs, murmuring
father, fathers'
daughters Iphigenia