Thursday, December 8, 2011

Un-Cinderella

Shreds of a dress and
Dusty pumpkins,
Sitting with the rats.

Tears unshed and
Broken slippers,
Yellow, unchanged cats.

It doesn't do to
Sit alone and
Wait for someone to come,

Because magic wands and
Faerie Godmothers
Only appear to some.

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