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Luke Prater Reads

Alice

There’s something sad about Alice
she sits there sipping her tea
half-gone the cup
half-gone the eyes
she listens to the song of the sea
rocks with a bend of her knee, on the
porch of her weatherboard palace.

There’s something sad about Alice
her gaze runs away to the trees
pale soft the skin
pale green the eyes
lashes that long to fly free
won’t you flutter them just once at me?
sweet indifference is what becomes Alice.

There’s something sad about Alice
slips to her caravan to sleep
cold dark the night
cold dark the bed
she listens to the song of the sea
rocks with a bend of her knee, and
collects her tears in a chalice.

There’s something sad about Alice
leaving today for the city
large white the van
large white the man
who takes her away to fly free
away from the song of the sea
away from her weatherboard palace.

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