Stiff necked abandon

Post-fantasy purples and blues,

purpley-reds that spill on my shoes,

Metal fingers shakes the hinge loose

Questing the best thing on which I can use my time, energy and effort.

I creep through, light-footed.

Cruel black gauntlets, a pirouetting villain in a swish of graphic silk.

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