The Veil

There is a veil in her mind:
gossamer, but not meant for weddings;
tulle, but not meant for delight.

There is a veil
dulling sensations
obscuring motivations
changing expectations
shaking her foundations;
removing the world.

There is a veil in her mind.

She knows: there is a veil.
She knows.



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