Half by Half

She let go of safety, for in having it,

She has none; but in letting go she is

No longer a doll to be arranged,

No longer secure in the knowledge,

That she is not alone. To her

They left half a dollhouse,

But what use is half? To her

They gave half a vision,

But what use is half?

Half a doll still; half a girl grown;

And so they stand, half by half,

Not sure which was to turn

So in the end, they get nowhere.