Girl to World
What if I told you that I’ve crossed the border of forever,
And made it back, unscathed and undetected,
With a bulging sack full of looted time?
What if I told you that I don’t even need to hide
For the ogre sublime will never even know that it’s missing,
And wouldn’t even know who to follow, besides?
What if I told you there’s enough in this bag
To ground every pauper as prince,
Every princess as toad,
And every valid dream held hidden from soundness as indubitable?
Would you lend me your ear and your gut,
Or would you scoff at the thought of something so unphilosophical?
Would you permit me due process, burdening only the truth with itself,
Or would you bury me deep under your grounds
Alongside your hatchet, and without subsequent thought?
Well, before it comes to all that, take a quick look for yourself-
Let me prove it.
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Copyright Keli Birchfield 2013