Bodies

They haunt me…

Bodies of the sand dolls…

… as I called them ages ago, when as a kid who had only few teddy bears and books, I was looking for something, maybe answers… and creating them from the grass with long, thin, though many, roots… body was made from the grass, green, though drying fast when put up from the sandy soil…

They haunt me because I was making them every day when coming back from school. I had few kilometers to walk, so it was taking me some time. For few years, living in the middle of the woods, only three houses…

It was crazy…

I was lost in the woodlands, familiar, still lost always… running through the path, seeing my home and making them… pulling from the soil, happy if I got long haired one. Making the body, tightening with grass. Yeah, they were my friends until they dried… and I was leaving them there because I was not allowed to bring them home. Come on, logical, right? I smuggled stones and sticks, but bunch of sand and grass…

… nope, not going to happen and I wanted them to dance on the fields.

And to protect me from gees.

Yeah, they can be very angry. I mean… they bite! I had to go around, through muddy part of the woods and then I could be home. But the body, the doll which was loosing its magic with every lost drop of water… was there, in the fields. Another day, another one… even when it was rainy…

Geez… nowadays you would not let your kid go like this, wild and unprotected. And yes, there was something bad in the woods, police, man, yeah… I was too young to get the evilness or maybe… I did not want to know it was what already touched my soul, body, mind… maybe…

But those bodies.

How many I created?

They come back to me in the dreams…

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