a flourish #7

pellucid as her waking thoughts
but opaque as her dreams,
she walks the ways of an aesthete
on starlit balance beams

above a high and vaulted way
where naught it as it seems —
pellucid as her waking thoughts
and secret as
her dreams

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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