Deja Vu…..

old creaking joints
skin drawn tight
across skinny bones

lips once soft, smooth
pulled slightly apart
reveal yellowed teeth

hideous form caught in time
indurated, it blinks while dreaming
of tea party's and lacy pink dresses

feeble, mind dull, it stops and grins again
my face, it's face slid from it's once firm place
a face that shadows me

useless, feeble, slow when once I know
yes, once I know I ran deer footed
and laughed, laughed out loud

when once I wore those lacy pink dresses
and danced the night away
trailing soft summer flowers


What do you think?


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Where British Steel met the Nubile Cultural Beauty.