The Floor Feels A Long Way Down From The Wall (no wonder Humpty broke)

Bright red nails contrast

With the pale face that they clutch

Their nervous bitten state revealed.

 

Blood drips across the floor.

 

Trembling shoulders straighten

Stiffen as shock sets in –

Denial has no use here.

 

Spirit flown, only the shell remains.

 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Then fell, fell, fell below (was not pushed, no matter what anyone says),

And despite all their efforts,

It was all in vain; for all the kings horses

And all the king’s men

 

Couldn’t put Humpty together again

 

Only the stains of blood on the floor,

And the depressions of the bright red  – blood red

Nails on skin

Are left to tell the sorry tale.

 

This was partly inspired by Neil Gaiman’s short story “The Case Of Four And Twenty Blackbirds”, regarding a detective who must find the culprit behind the murder of Humpty Dumpty.

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