She conjured loneliness from mist
And swirled it in a bowl;
Ephemera and shadow play
Became her clothes and role —
She rode the waves of fate and mood
Towards fantasies she’d kissed:
Then watched her dreams turn into years,
And years turn
Into mist
One of your best works! Loved it ❤️
Then she stepped from the mist and was a fucking rock star forever more!