LITTLE GREEN SLIPPER
Little green slipper
peeping out from
under a formal gown
of propriety and
containment
sneaking
gliding on to the
dance floor
amid a musty old song
the band tired and
exhausted now
the finale.
A new secret
of beaux and dance
cards
swollen with pulsing promises
dewy kisses
last year’s belles
envious
desperately trying to
halt
the onslaught of
youth
beginning.
A new story
the same as the old
story
with familiar
characters
haunting
dancing to familiar
music
in a pattern set in
stone
forged in alchemy
and inescapable.
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| Little green slipper. |
