Cornered at Espresso Royale

One day this unstable
wooden chair will collapse.
It may be she got her day      

dream come true too early.
Can she be 

satisfied with these ones
she unpacks now
remaining where they began— 

balanced on the teetering
legs of her imagination? One 

voice is terrible
beauty enough. Or, grace is
wood turning 

to wings at the last
possible moment.

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