Walkin on Air

Out of Sight

She vanished in the vapors of tenderness
never more to be seen by mortal eyes;
a matter I suppose it was of gender, yes,
but that is hardly some astounding surprise.

Some say she was born half woman-half man,
the doctor called her hermaphrodite;
the parents, nonplussed, do what they can
to shield from sensation's appetite.

From rice-bowl to rice-bowl time passed by:
mute forest saplings crowd the horizon,
turn to great Oaks, the size of a seed to deny;
so she slowly wilted away victim of envy's poison.


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Out of Sight

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