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by SadLuckDame » September 1st, 2014, 9:46 am
The hush of the way
loom mood, lo' fro
and she was dressed nines
a fabric over-lay and a densi dime shoe,
lips parted in mys.
He laughed the jokingly',
his staircase legging in cold water dunks.
The lazy afternoon on hums of pollen bees
with backyard nestings the hives,
their thoroughly epic picnic lunch.
"Come here," says he
and her word was "Why."
"Come to hug me, the water's fine."
in his way
a glit eye
the churn of his invisible tapping.
"You'll pull me in and my mis-happing,
the goosebumps, my blue mouth,
what if I cry."
That is her way, prolonging the knack.
Though he gave in and sweetly went by,
"I'll kiss all the unhappiness, come to me close
and live in the battle here by my side."
I think it took her ten days.
It might still be taking her, but went
went she,
she did and there still.
Aloe vera plants growing,
a sudden day afternoon
in deserts.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll