She Had A Name

by Gypsymooncat

The crystal cave within her mind
a destination she could find
at tunnel's end in shimmer light
a landing, soft, to follow flight

She spent some time with Major Tom
who lit up space with cherry bombs
whose ashes gently numbed the pain -
a soothing balm of purple rain

She called for Lucy to appear
who comes when all the ashes clear
those diamonds shining oh so bright
like fireflies against the night

The highs protect her from the lows
and all she doesn't want to know
they keep her feelings well at bay;
and all she doesn't want to say

But now this lady of the night
who cared for nothing, wrong or right,
who sold her body then her soul,
who made those highs her only goal...

... was found at dawn in icy water
just a "Jane", not someone's daughter
childhood, youth, her given name
all gone because she lost the game

And so the metal slab and sheet
cocoons her body, bruised and beat
a life concluded in a bag
Identity: a numbered tag

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This is another old poem that I've reworked, if not completely re-written. A few terms need explaining:

"Cherry bombs" (also known as globe salutes, kraft salutes or bangarangs) approximately spherical exploding fireworks

"Purple rain" pertains to the end of the world

Just a "Jane" means she has now become a "Jane Doe"

Thanks for reading!

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She Had A Name

by Gypsymooncat

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