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Too many assignments and trudging,
too much time spent away from the keyboard
and too much reality—
I want to descend into fairytale,
into air bubbles where crustaceans sit at desks,
soporific and swelteringly red, into
the depths and kidnapped by watchful dragons,

explore the crevices where crying crabs
add to the life they live in with every sob,
away from the babies whose tears bring
the mother and food and afterwards aversion:
we shun the salt of human tears.

They’re too dangerous, too prone
to dissolving what we have carefully built up
in every day and dreaming hour,
the repugnance the hatred the pity the self-loathing
and can harden the barriers of fortresses anticipating,
waiting for the gallant prince on noble steed,
the flashing white banner, armor, the winking silver lance
and all the girls have fled underneath the walls,
crawling and filthy but free, none wore tiaras or ball gowns
and none answered to Princess, and so
after everything didn’t need a prince
to rescue them from one imprisonment
for another with stronger bindings.