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Click hereHer chambermaid's smile says
that he could clear her drudgery,
turn her blood blue
with joy, if only for
one random weekend night. But
he owns no magical shoe
of glass or fur
to slip onto that small white foot,
just some acrylic four-inch heels
left over from a bleary afternoon
with two eager sisters
and their mother, long ago.
...by one of our masters of understatement. I suspect that in the real world, this IS how it turned out. Nice.
I adore this variant. Speaks the truth. You are the master of the wicked-funny endings something like Emeril with his chili powder. :) Bam!
And now we move to de construct our dreams and fairy tales... Just as compelling as your dreaming of our lives 'stage'... <P>
BTW, If I read the poem correctly, I think Cindy is not hearing of a different side of the prince himself but of one of his aids.
Not only does she have to clean the ashes and put up with those three witches, but now it turns out that the prince is human. :-)
Love the ironic take and the perspective shift. Happy endings are overrated, at least in poems.
Your poem has been recommended in the New Poems Reviews thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!
Knowing the fairy tale and modern societal mores, this paints quite a portrait. Just picturing those acrylic high heels speaks volumes of the mother/daughters tag team. Poor Cinderella — she doesn't stand a chance in all her seeming innocence. Concise variation on the original.