'She'

'She'

strike up a chord
of melodious grace.
violins on tilted spans
play with unnatural haste.
prance around the dancefloor
show them what she's got.
barbie doll in her modern clothes
floating, twirling, touch-her-not.
the mirrors start to shiver,
in a mystic monologue.
the rest are but mannequins,
stilborn smiles agog.
disquieting muses with
a long-forgotten name.
passing of apocalypse
so different yet still the same.
a wind of such violence
won't blow her away, away, away.
til the lullaby engulfs, enchants,
she'll die another day.