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diana kolpak

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flights of fancy

stop me

dead in my tracks


I wish I were

belle of the ball

all shiny and new

reassembled

into a perfect woman


I wish I might

find my electric prince

tonight

dance the light fantastic

glass slippers wired for sound

heart arcing

sparks flying

kisses crackling with energy


take me there

take me anywhere

I've got pumpkins

hidden beneath my skirts

in case of emergency

so let's dance


until midnight tolls

and I turn back

into flesh and blood

leaving my dreams

behind me






Walking along Danforth Avenue one day, I came across a storefront full of wonderful sculptures: everyday objects transformed into robot characters. So I took some pictures and this lovely creature inspired the poem.


Nobot sculptures by Shuttlewerks



poem & photo © Diana Kolpak. All rights reserved.