DOROTHY UNDRESSED

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Despite the fairy tale, and a good trick in a cyclone.

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DOROTHY UNDRESSED

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When I, as in a dream

Am not me

I am free.

A sudden jerk

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May stoke the cold

Chimney but when I

As in a dream

Am not me

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I am free to divest

Of gingham pinafores

Flying sock monkeys.

When you, always you

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Find me at last

It might be too late.

Posture all you want

My rangy munchkin

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It’s too late

To smooth cotton things out.

The house is abandoned

Hot iron inside, remember?

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3 thoughts on “DOROTHY UNDRESSED

  1. This is really esoteric, a secret in an abandoned house, only one person knows the circumstances. “mystery”!! in the land of mists the houses all have the odd turkey. great poem!!

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