A New Chapter

Not an eye in view, she turns
like a sprite, light‐weight kiss
in the air / Phantom / Fantastic 

This is for you, she says, only
you, she says, what could be
a blender‐mixed, four‐course
repast, a purple‐coupled
mealtime, she says

Hung in hunger cruci‐fiction mills
my past lives like flicking pages
Drawn into my own drama