She's a dancer
Speaker in motion
Tender gliding on hardwood floors,
stirring lithium,
coming to life
Spectacle for the dead
A resurrection of hope and a silhouette
through the day
and unknown to many climates
"I am missing
I'm gonna start posting pictures
if you don't let me see myself"
she says
That was a glimmer of real time in public
when stripped to the bare bone
Collecting her objects like thoughts
and cradling them in her hands
so carefully like a child
and rigidly putting them back down again
Through the car window,
she appears to be one of us
with a serious discussion
Who is around, matters not
Look closer,
you will see the Norma Jeane Mortenson
in her face
Storytelling eyes
that pierce a moment in time.
~Tina Meeks
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