I am looking for stories of a grandma
About a princess trapped in an island
By monster captor trapped in parrots.
As anyone can be trapped anywhere.
And the children are trapped on lips.
I am trapped in an armchair painting.
Open the painting , will you, to stars
And a sun who is set to rise outside
Closed by the curtains, the birds still
Sleeping,a dark crow just back from
A long sabbatical in neighborhood.
Woman outside is sweeping the sky
Outside the curtains, its dust flying
In piano music, just above my head
And keyboard that orders its notes.
Everything is trapped in something.