Fettered Women
oh fettered women,
do you walk symmetrically?
lining up your steps with calculation/closer to death, end of the day
oh faceless noons,
do you tread me and my flawed desires?
bringing your midnight reflections,washing over me like troubled water
oh fettered women,
do you believe in shamans, blindness, or love?
are we all broken yet?
Copyright © Winter Wallace | Year Posted 2011
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