Monday, January 14, 2008

Forgotten Doll

Quarantined by the riverbed
the discarded China doll
strives amid reeds to
be ladylike, to let
inquisitive toads know that she,
she is somehow loftier,
lighter, more smooth and reflective
than even the river,
more immobile and less
prone to moss.
She will not let a tear
her perfect complexion--
it is her cold dryness
which keeps her distinct in this
foreign land;
to succumb would be
to admit the inadmissable--
so there she will lay
with forever pursed
raspberry lips
until she is covered and assimilated,
till time
most mighty and most merciless
camouflages this doll
(as all dolls)
from passing amphibians.

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