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  October's Child



In a room of papered walls and cardboard squares
She sleeps in a box beside two empty chairs
There's nothing complicated, nothing arcane
Thunder claps loudly to welcome the rain

Outside the window splatters a canopy of light
Painted shimmering halos layered angel white
She crawls from her retreat and shakes her head
Amid Apollo's rays, the mantle of life's bed

Music scrapes the surface of things she sought
She pours hours into glasses of foibled thought
Her eyes move the length of a trolley car
As she sips julep from a mason jar

She smiles at the echo in her transparent space
Life is pure and simple without the rat race
She climbs into silence; it's golden they say
A windswept freedom on any given day

^*^ Shhhhhhhhh^*^

Une Liberté Battue des vents

October 21, 2011.


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