the machine in which you

spin your love and separate

it into layers the thickest

sweetest layer lays heavy

at the bottom the airy

frothy layer the one that melts on

the tongue is on the

surface the first thing

they will encounter

if you beat it further it

will separate into many more

complex layers a myriad

of textures colors

bits will fly out that will

surprise you things you

didn’t know you had

you will look into the

mirror and see a stranger

the stranger will look out and

say hello you won’t know

how to answer you will

falter the stranger will

reach out and say never mind

I can take it from here

you will step back into the

shadows and let her go

by Cher Bibler