Waning (written 6/27/03)

My sovereign strength

has left me yet again

And so I stand

Lost and yearning

Pleading my case

to an empty courtroom

Offering alibis

which fall on deaf ears

I am not beautiful

I am just reflected light

And in the absence of illumination

the token at my throat glints dully

like the blade of a knife

And obscured by shadows,

my glamour discarded,

I come before you in wretchedness and rags