Poet Lady Katz (new forum post): Pareidolia

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At the crossing

Which runs east west

I merge with the south north

Yet quite apart.

Green smiles along the blue

The sun mints a coin

Called the moon

Miss or missus

Scars which are kisses

Have inverted myself

Into a riddle of metaphors

Invented an illusory phoenix

Out of whimsical restlessness.

Read the silence in between


The lows and highs

Of the graph

And made a body

Shaped out of the stars.

Again I ask for star readings.

Amnesia starts early

My shadow sees

Storms in every sky

And every once in a while

I see the lightning answer