Wednesday, April 21, 2010

High Heels

Open window, Sunday afternoon
A prize fish displayed along the mantle.
Creak, sighs the widowed chess board
A breaking step of silence, as her hesitation
mumbles across valleys of squares.
He said, "Don't you know that regular people
never do
these things?"
And she said, "Don't you know I never cared?"
The pawns were fighting Pretty, side by side
and the Queen stood defiant, unconventional- an arrow-headed
woman, glancing gracefully across
her kingdom.
When they won the war, there was nothing left
but him and her on their opposing cliffs
"It's a shame they weren't high-heeled
for the occasion."
She drew the curtains, and then she left.

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