Hansel in Toyland
  
  
 I dreamed, Father--
 you and I bathed while Mother
 and
 Gretel scrubbed our clothes
  
 against the rocks.
 Then Mother snarled, and she was
 her
 skeleton only,
  
 then only her
 replacement.  And you were hooked
 on
 that bone you nestled
  
 against your gut.
 I dreamed, Father, I woke.  I
 woke,
 I woke, I woke, and
  
 it was all true.