Said She

Standard

Actually

Forget it all

I want to fly away

 

And wander ‘cross

This wondrous world

If I could have my way

 

Actually

I’ll make a tent

Of scarves I’ve had for years

 

I would live

With color, not

With roof, with rent, with fears

 

Actually

I’d sell my stash

And live as turtles do

 

Only with

What I need most

I’d like that—wouldn’t you?

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