:: penelope-anne ::

Penelope-Anne stood, watching the boats
As they came and went from the sloping shore.
She dreamed of the time when the sailors came
And the time when one of them gave her love.
Except it wasn't love, it was AIDS.
Penelope-Anne stood, watching the boats.
She couldn't think of anything else to do.
Her daughter stood beside her, oblivious.

Copyright © 31/03/2008 Randolph Potter

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