porcelain doll
twenty four lightning slides
the interpretations silence provides

white robe, rack, and blade
looks like a crown reflected
in her eyes- a prince
in the seafoam of morphine
is a fat old man in the
green fluorescence of a hospital room

and the great communicator
fin’ly proven true
some alien saviour to cut
through the coma- stand back-
spiritual conduit in a
corona of blues- pantomiming
to a rock face with papal fingers
fin’ly proven true
because noone can debate you

porcelain doll
with x’s for eyes
queen at the rim of a spectacle
of best-interest design

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