the changeling stood by the
hotel door
waiting to be let in
a chameleon,
a fake, a fraud
a liar in another skin.
(there is no room here for you)
water dripped from her briny
back
and formed a green puddle
on the floor.
(youcanknockforeverwewillnotopenthedoor)
what they could not see
would be obvious to you and me,
that she was acutely brilliant
in her
singularity...
in whatever form she chose to be.
RWP prompt
hotel door
waiting to be let in
a chameleon,
a fake, a fraud
a liar in another skin.
(there is no room here for you)
water dripped from her briny
back
and formed a green puddle
on the floor.
(youcanknockforeverwewillnotopenthedoor)
what they could not see
would be obvious to you and me,
that she was acutely brilliant
in her
singularity...
in whatever form she chose to be.
RWP prompt