she clicks her heels against
the pavement (three times for
luck) and makes a wish on a
distant/distinct reverie that
will most likely ne ve r
come true; with sequins
glued to her eyelids, she
attempts to make it (beautiful),
make it happen. the stars
refract/reflect light against
these paintedplastic jewels
and cause her dreams to
scatter (in disarray), muddling
from technicolor into grey.

(mute but with fever.)