But first an image
of the child bathing
smiling splashing water
her heart singing
nothing else existing
soap on surface
in a sardonic freedom
her eyes scan side to side
then she smiles again
looks toward heaven
and splashes
her hair gets wet
she's barley aware
plans in her heart
hears Father's steps
lets out a giggle
heart free
pulls the plug
gets dry
night time.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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