Words limit her. She
vibrates, she pants.
Like an acrobat on a trampoline,
she bounces.
She appears naked but she is
not.
She wears her skin like a prophylactic
spacesuit
as coachman pull her through
a snowy world
of wonder and lust.
She is the ultimate reality
TV star.
She suffers from a kind of
lunacy
and shows off her plum size
bruises
on her wrists like jewelry.
She dreams of Cinderella, and
a fairy kingdom,
and a glass slipper that
will some day fit.
How many frogs must she
kiss?
When will she find her
handsome prince?
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