Building fleets of endless rows
Of little treats made to sell in bottles
Delicate and dedicated
To a tee and predicated
Ships in bottles,
Broken glass in moon light
Refracting, mottled and bright
Unreal Immaterial

Left your mirror on the table
The entry lies pink marble and gilt
Just like a sable,
Reflections of reflections tilt
Clicking down the arcing stairs
Alabaster arms,
Arlesian hair
Unreal, Immaterial

Dropped your raven clutch
In the shadow of old Indian alley
Absent light it imitates a valley
Where the clouds make
A drastic pass behind mesas
And badlands stacks
Inverted light now leads you back
Unreal
Deprived of sense it tickles your hair
A little scared
You're only now aware
That they used to spill blood
On bone dice,
Stray cards or blades
As if it's closing in
You quicken your pace for
Unreal
Dividing line
Of guiding night light
Immaterial
Place you know from sight
Where sand hits the tide
And dry land

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