A foam covered mystery
Of her comedic pleasures
A glass seemingly out of place
With a treasure it cannot conceal
And a golden figurine
Swimming through lavishness
Decadence and prose
Laughing aloud in an empty room
She twirls in strange patterns
To an unheard rhythm
Yet her eyes are steady
Fearless, menacing
For all of her mockery
And lighthearted moments
Her fingers neither tremble
Nor do they pause
As they reach for a sharpened edge
Nor does she bleed
As she passes through a blade
Along this streamlined form
A diamond piercing curve
Cuts a path across the two worlds
An unreconciled divide
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