Monday, July 25, 2005

Salt Doll II

Salt Doll visits the usual places
Sand and sea and wind and surf
Inspiration leaves no traces
A foreigner on once familiar turf

Slingshot pellets-neurons fire
mudgems soothing 'tween her toes
The choice to wallow in muck n' mire
That decision is hers- and hers alone

The Doll did venture to the shoreline
Not quite prepared to dissipate
However, she knows not the day nor time
and though embracing Now.... She waits.

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