two girls,
one bubble,
too many words;
spilling over the edges of the
soapy sphere,
tinted glass can’t see out,
only in.

one way glass
on display for everyone
but only for themselves;
solitary stars in the
dark winter night
flecks of gold in
eyes the colour of tar,

talk about
birds of paradise
caged animals and caged people
golden potion
broken systems
party dresses and shoes
crowded earth:
too many words
one bubble
two girls.