A wall blocking the view,
Of others who might wish to see,
The adventure taking place,
For her, the sole witness.
Her lips quirked,
Eyebrows twitched,
A gleam of mischief awakened briefly,
The only sign of life,
In the vacant expanse of her dull, drab eyes.
What does she see,
So far away?
Idillic dreams of passing madness?
Where will they lead,
Where will she go,
When even the ghosts of her dreams have fled?