Marguerite C. Anderson Poems

I dare you to utter a word
To the muted walls you cry to each night.
I dare you to defy your station
When you are trapped by the agony of your own plight.
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I saw your image...
...distinct as the lucid moon.
Saw you arch, saw you stretch those long legs
As if in anticipated jubilance to greet the world
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Today I needed my daddy
and it occurred to me that he is really gone.
He was never perfect
but for me, he became the man I could rely on.
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Sometimes I wish you would undress me,
Let me show you what is in the castle of my skin,
Undress my thoughts heavily draped in layers of fabric,
Fabric made to conceal the brainwashed child within.
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