A slender face in a long blur
wrapped in the peeling creme
that at first glanced looked like skin
with the anxious organs beginning
to tumble forward and away
and soon all would be lost.
All would be lost again.
Her speed was too great to stop
and ask
Which way are you going?
Will there be someone there?
Will you be
Will you be okay?
She flashed by
a slender face behind a glass shield
a slender shape in a metal shell
a cracking metal shell to soon rebirth
and perhaps she'll emerge
A slender throat a slender song
and shining wings.
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