Our Dude in Europe/now Belize, Dave Delacroix (under-cover-spy-thingy): "Raggedy Anne!
...DID U KISS & FORGET a Poets heart? Did U forget, LOVE abandoned, lost in all your confusion, that vivacity to confound a CAT? A raggedly Anne treading on water?
Did U WANDER/SWIM into troubled waters? A RIP-TIDE: Once, swept away? Expectations. Who dances your tune that in a NANO, a nano moment turns Avante-garde Jazz into Blues?
Your HEM skirt is showing, stockings-wrinkled, a flute-solo, your Soul; as histories, ERA's peel away to the raggedy Anne, the belladonna, a great LADY, miniature portraits, exhibits, to adorn museum walls in Paris & Rome.
That Raggedy Anne, that "O-Murphy"/Casanova's protege who caught the eye of a French King. PORN QUEEN? Pox-ridden? A great Lady? Remembered! Now remembered no more.
That raggedy Anne. Swishing & skirt. Knee stockings, flippant, no hurt. A Waltz thru a Life, a hot butter knife. That raggedy Anne I once knew.
c. 2026. Dave Delacroix.
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