A million songs echo inside her head

They compete for you her daughter her obsession

A word a phrase a sound a force

A mystic melding of love melody and life

Her head spins she’s anxious and uneasy

Everything is magnified and blurred

The candles flicker out of control

The noise from the party nearby is deafening

A million visions turn her blind

They look for you her daughter

They see an old woman feeling around in the dark

Who trips on an accident of life

She looks around to find hope

But as she’s blinded there’s nothing there

She tries to picture a fragment but

Hits her head against the flaw

A million senses remembering

A life squeezed into a crazy corset

To stifle and prevent

They still sing their songs for you

She closes her eyes and you’re there

Saying ‘come on mum’ or ‘mom’ for affect

You reassure you tell your tale

You chop the fetta the olives the bread

You are Kate

You are her daughter

By Jay Maria Simpson

From: Australia

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