Once forgotten
Once lost
A sparkled dream
A hazed grey frost
So many stories
Forgotten but told
So much lace
All stained and now old
Words not spoken
Characters well worn
Excitement well threaded
Fastenings well torn
Many different story tellers
Different shapes; different kinds
Simple stories crossing
Now where the corset binds
This grey-laced ghost
Restored and draped
Generations of stories
Within the bodice shape
Once forgotten
Once lost
A sparkled dream
A hazed grey frost.
-Spencer Meyers
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