Greyheaded Dreams
old women still have dreams
so they lie restlessly
in soft single beds
away from mirrors
that fracture their expectations;
they turn towards walls
where cracks can be smoothed
with shaking fingers
and shadows can be reshaped
into ageless promise...
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