Wild Woman, Inexplicable

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Wild Woman has inexplicably become
a tired old woman with a gimpy leg,
and a valiant hobble.

Because she has a Can Do attitude,
she still tries to Do,
when a more sensible option
would be lying down 
and elevating her appendage.

Days are slow, but still not long enough.
She taps and taps at the keys
like a telegraph operator,
listening for hidden messages.

In her world, sleeping is not a problem.
It is the waking up that is the tricky part.
First thing she does every morning, 
after testing her legs, 
to make sure they will hold her up,
is turn on the computer, 
whose comforting hum companions her 
through another day of living.

Sometimes she opens her mouth 
and emits  a weird cackle, 
that sends the ravens shooting out of the trees 
in an explosion skyward, flapping and cawing.
When they return, they land tentatively,
prepared to be infrequently alarmed.

This woman has lived long and is fierce.
She consorts with wolves and shamans
and hobbles to the beat of the drum.

This woman is tired and soft.
She lies on the couch and 
cries over sad movies.

Wild Woman has inexplicably become
a tired old woman with a gimpy leg,
but a valiant hobble.
She hunches over her keyboard
tapping out salutations to the outside world,
and listens for hidden messages.

[LOL. One can only laugh! ]