once upon or long, long ago
with dragons and brambles
girls always asleep
just passively waiting
for someone charming
and of course very brave
then because he arrives
fate is sealed by his side
cleaved to the first prince
with no thoughts beyond
and these are the tales we tell
hemming in the heart
denial of the self saver
watercolor reproductions
devoid of depth and purpose
where I can be my own rescuer
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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