Post by thecrazybeautiful on Sept 23, 2006 11:43:03 GMT -6
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Just Not Belle
Still elegant, she's all dolled up in her worst
and people rush to the sides to
clear room for this tall lady.
Counting down from ten to one,
her long strides reek of winter cold,
but now she feels the body heat.
Remembering the time when a king seemed hers to keep
the others bow down in fear, maybe of
her clipped-short fingernails, or skin falling off the bone.
Her hair is still in tact, they notice,
and it hangs full of stories.
She's a near death experience (you've got to know it)
now that summer's over and she's broken.
I wonder why anyone
clings on these days.
Stepping now, this woman would speak,
if her teeth were still there
if her mouth would still open.
She could lecture them
and maybe apologize for causing all this fear.
They need not be scared anymore
of her face on the hall of fame
it should be over now.
She's so used to open spaces
but the corners are closing in now
and all over she feels the frame.
Just Not Belle
Still elegant, she's all dolled up in her worst
and people rush to the sides to
clear room for this tall lady.
Counting down from ten to one,
her long strides reek of winter cold,
but now she feels the body heat.
Remembering the time when a king seemed hers to keep
the others bow down in fear, maybe of
her clipped-short fingernails, or skin falling off the bone.
Her hair is still in tact, they notice,
and it hangs full of stories.
She's a near death experience (you've got to know it)
now that summer's over and she's broken.
I wonder why anyone
clings on these days.
Stepping now, this woman would speak,
if her teeth were still there
if her mouth would still open.
She could lecture them
and maybe apologize for causing all this fear.
They need not be scared anymore
of her face on the hall of fame
it should be over now.
She's so used to open spaces
but the corners are closing in now
and all over she feels the frame.
