Fair Eva


There are days the road winds in directions beyond crystal pieces
Taking us further and farther than the corner eye can see
The truth lies ahead.
What lies beneath?
Who lies beside her?
Her glassy eyes are glued open in constant search of the key
Follow the yellow brick road, fair Eva
The gray wires now wrinkle in her hair
As she lives for the tricky clues in each cookie
Is she in a world in which she does not belong?
Fragile hands clasp the blades of grass, dig the earth to sleep
She unlocks her secret capsule leading to forever.

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