Sunday, June 26, 2022

Like Sally

Stolen soul and sent to Cali
I was made in some back alley
Head stitched to a neck like Sally
Walking wounded through my valley
Wanting what I lacked and badly 
Could not see my center, sadly
Always whole and perfect, actually
Melting snow did show me magically
Christmas is within us naturally
Let us dwell in this then, shall we?