Monday, 13 April 2015
NaPoWriMo 12
the whole universe never looked right
understanding that not said with words.
undoubtedly quite brilliant,
bringing caustic wit to bear,
She is a dreamer trapped in reality
full of precarious fury or
capitulating to the assault of life.
Not mad but preoccupied with madness.
Touched by something we don't understand.
An abstract thought turns tangible and
nobody does it quite like her;
regal in her poise and motherhood
the way she carries herself and the stars.
What quality she aspires to
being quite so clever and canny,
perfectly chaotic from
irresistible first moment
to ineludable end.
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