not cruel but volatile
just wait, her smile
will flash up again
like bones on the
surface of the sea
& you'll forget
the soaked march
to the bay turn
away turn away
to a warm house
with wine & cobbler
down the way
& though they
wouldn't know you
stoned-wet or
stone-dry
they'll open the door
& wave you inside
I didn't see this one! Turn away turn away!
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