[she is
Mercurial.
Her whim moves with an alacrity.
It is
Nebulous
Like the air
In cotton candy-
It’s barely a whisper
Of an
Anything-
An Apparition, out
Of thin air.
Thin
Thick
Heir
To
The first chill of the winter.
Nebulous-
If you know what I mean?
Do you know what I
Mean?