Sunburn smarting
Shoulders
From sleeping on a surface smooth,
Some ancient crying boulders.

Precipitation from the sky
Fractured stone from stone
And I
For once was wrong.

Finely chained, my ankle broken,
Freed the pretty clover token,
Decorating bone and skin
Where earth and body's touch begin.

Somewhere in the ugly water,
Luring as a virgin daughter,
The emerald charm disintegrates,
Becoming sand, reintegrates

We wear our scarves like leper gauze,
Our manicures like kitty claws,
Our bracelets like small manacles,
Our free verse sounds like canticles.

Pedophile staring through
A sliver in the blinds,
Sentinel-straight, dusk filters through in lines,
Even though I'm grown,Ê
I'm old enough to moan
must be the pigtails?

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