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"-in which a cloth doll becomes lost and then found and then abandoned and then found again..."

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Beginning
She is horse-hoof dust and cloth and the lazy rays of sun will squat upon her unblinking eyes.
She moves sadly through the woods hanging from the back of a caravan, thread and nail have caught her hand.
She relinquishes her grasp and tumbles to the earth, to the wheel ruts, a tangled heap of calico.
She sobs dryly for the girl who whispered like a leaf in the autumn time, with winter skin and breath of clover.
Now she’s all alone, immobile in the dirt and she can’t change her face to greet the evening pressing, cold, around her.

Middle
And in the dark she sees new faces; silver like the dew-reflected moon. They laugh at her dress and sing like wind in the winter time… wildflower tongues and moth-wing ears, they sing:
“We have a doll from a human child! Hey! Hey!
We found her floundered in the dirt! Hey! Hey!
Her eyes are painted pools of water! Hey! Hey!
Her skin is frost on the velvet skull of a fallen deer!”
And in the dark she can lift her head. Silver arms and hands help her dance and blink like fireflies. Underneath a bursting moon twenty years elapse and soon the sun is up and she is cloth: Mathilde in the dirt…

End
She would gasp in disbelief and she would bend her face with crimson smiles were it not for the daylight, were she not a pile of stuffing.
She knots her brains remembering each leap beneath the gnarled and starlit treetops, her flight through hanging willow curtains.
She wonders at the people with the caterpillar fingers and the cat claws, the beetle wings and clothes of lichen.
Now she hears a sound, a caravan approaching and she shivers in the dust. Her girl has come to find her!
Now she’s held aloft! A woman cries and dries her eyes on lost Mathilde from decades past who wandered far and wandered back…

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from Album- "The Astonished Eyes Of Evening", released January 1, 2002

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Lucas Lanthier Vienna, Austria

Digital discography for Cinema Strange, the Deadfly Ensemble, and Lucas Lanthier. (Chronological; newest at the top)

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