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Nov 2012
She could scarcely believe that a year
had passed, spent in stagnant mire
garnished with forgotten breaths

The flimsy laminated menu
detailing sophisticated cuisine
promised escape, escape!

"Escargot" enticed, whispered
coyly of a fragrant symphony
certain to yield only satisfaction

She assessed the china dish before her,
lifted a tiny garish spoon to take in
tenderness afloat in rich garlic pools -

And could only picture the quiet garden
where innocence was never questioned
and snails knew not the essence of salt
ŠMW
Melody
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