Metal burns those who live in fairy realm.
Why then, would I be hurt by metal’s touch
As if I were in oven or in kiln?
Why would my bones break o’er steel wire, such
That my aching jaw and tired smile fail?
What ever did I do that brought me this?
My smile frozen, my teeth ice cold hail.
My old face, teeth, smile, beauty I miss.
Maybe I am fairy, elf, or other.
Maybe I’m not human, that would explain
Why no one, not my father or mother
Or friends or family can feel my pain.
Iron leaves pained red welts on fairy’s flesh.
Tears leave silent trails down my cheeks, afresh.