|A presence like the lightning bolt in the hand of Zeus
and eyes like crystals---
shining dim and burning cold.
She's lost herself in variations---
in Illinois and California and
the rain bleached streets of Seattle.
With bleeding heart she tears at herself
in shades of gray agony traced with golden hope---
while shackled to her heartbreaking muse.
Paintbrush touches canvas---
sticky wet kisses of oil based color---
images twisted in beautiful contortions of confusion.
Inside herself is where she stays,
all of her ambition and genius packed tightly
away as to explode like a new universe...
tinged with angelic gracefulness and deadly venom.
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