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contemporary, fairytales, Fanni Sütő, modern, poem, poetry, princesses
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The tower was dark
and tall as your tales,
the glass shone smoothly
on the black window scales
and at the top freedom lay
dead.
When Rose entered the building
she was glowing with hope:
“Work is money and money is life”
so was she taught by an ancient midwife
along with sweet tales
of princes and knights
but it all turned out to be briar red lies.
All princes were gone.
And the fools who remained
were not for her taste.
In the claws of the workdays
Rose began to fade
From nine till six, five days a week
her life was as bleak as a computer screen.
Money she has.
But her life is leaking
in drops of blood like from a wound
bitten by the teeth of a spindle.
Please rewind.
What Rose wanted: she got.
Now she wants it undone.
Fanni Sütő is a writer, poet, dreamer who believes in fairy tales even if they are dark, disenchanted and deconstructed. She writes about everything which comes in her way or goes bump in the night. She has been published in Hungary, the US, the UK and Australia. Website: www.inkmapsandmacarons.com
