AND SO SHE DID
Gentle was the unbidden ripening,
Of a once wilted ingenue.
Her staged longings scattered
Like the aged pages
Of curiously learned words,
That whittled away at her.
She dressed herself in dismantled prose
The flush of her skin freeing
The quiver of her pursed lips reprieving,
As she grew to taste a life so strange
So incredibly strange,
That she’d let her dreams consume her
And so she did.
She wandered travelled thought,
The faraway fixations
And uprooted conversation
Of breakfast spent with first editions
Of chipped teacups and maddened fiction.
As persiflage and piqued interest
Entangled in her fingers,
Like the pickings of first bloom.
So that she may douse blank pages
In prose unwritten,
In poetry unbidden
For she loved a life that left her lost,
She spoke of a world that left her
And yet she left her inhibitions behind
For it was now,
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