Wood Floors

“Tiny miracles from
the tops of wood floors
and all she wanted was to finish
what was started over
three years ago.
Beauty crushed her then
but it’s pain now
and she can’t seem to tell
the difference any more.
Listens to a circus
in her head,
washes her showers
away with tears,
and clings to a single promise.
Sits at the foot of the door
and wonders
what it will take
to open.
To be open.”