Fluttering Her Lips

September 13, 2011 § Leave a comment

Some mishap led up to the following lines:

Undaunted by their forbidding foreheads,

She bandaged their foul-smelling, ultra-violet scalps.

Her canisters of liniments depleted,

She began a backward journey of a hundred-thousand steps,

Wearing a veil the size of a carpet,

An impulsive heartfelt monologue fluttering her lips.

I think this comes after the Tricky-Dip episode, with the squawking seagulls and the exploding porch.  I do not know for sure who “she” is, but I think it might be the young woman with the battered little wires.  She is obviously compassionate.  I think she tends to be rather quiet, maybe even reclusive.  I wonder what she is saying as she walks backwards to who-knows-where, apparently with the intention of replenishing her liniment stock.  I hope I can figure out her name soon.

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