Disguised as night
she comes
in shaded white
into the shaft of day
and waits
unable to see her face
her cheeks splashed
by inscrutable light
sprung from the depths
of endless times
to our image
yours, mine
same hides
she rises
sees the Dark Void
believes in the Great Light
deflowered long ago
offered in sacrifice
to calm the gods
still in prude disguise
of wolfe’s velvet skin
undercover in earth’s carnival
tepid fairground
feast of overflowths
insanes’ bazaar
killers’ ball
secret agent for other skies
she spies on mystic
desires
from monsters’ galleries
to worlds’ masquerades
she floats in the wind
erases the traces
removes the mask
reveals the Great Illusion
awakens among the living
and lives above the earth
immortal
