Peter Pan
by Rose Mary Boehm



It was after he set the CEO’s hair on fire
when he was ‘let go’ for the first time.

He'd wanted to stay forever young,
but slowly the surgery failed
and he was going south in a big way.
He knew why he’d been so reluctant
to leave Never-Never.

Wendy broadened at the hips and needed
glasses. Her hearing wasn’t so hot any longer.
She got a bit upset when he took up
with the fairies. He knew his particular
game was up when even they giggled
behind those busy hands which fluttered
like large butterfly wings. And they whispered.

So he looked among the mothballs for his
suit, but he’d forgotten how
to fly. When he got to the place, the hinges
had rusted and nobody was in.






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