The Horseshoe Loses its Stake

She quarrels over sandcastles thought to be indestructible,
walks bare as to keep her rare slippers under glass display,
takes six hungry days for a single-day morsel on china plate,
misses a finch’s flight over a troublesome window smudge,
places belligerent bets over a game of hide-and-go-seek,
severs the serpent’s head, dissolving an embodied wisdom,
succumbs to heat stroke while constructing a storm cellar.

At least the coffin was prepaid.

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