the shaking
somewhere in the midst of rock candy memories
between the modernization
of a snow white complexion
and the metaphorical prophesies of the
astrologically sound
a girl can float undecided
in her scarred warrior skin
superficial perception is a sure script to
emotional hibernation
in a trapped taste of
fabricated joy riding
the canoe of tranquility and tranquilizers
while kissing clouds and clowns
spiritually infused beyond
quintessence
spilt ink draws mannequins to ignorance
in alliteration and picayune insight
shake awake to
resonate
regroup
catch on
catch up
binge and
purge the urge
to be a paper doll bound for vogue.