There She Lays – A Spenserian Poem

perched atop a spiral stair

observing the tile work

craftsmanship fairest of fair

elegance no detail shirked

grim voices in darkness lurk

draws her notice and her gaze

anxious feeling in her irked

doomed to spiral in a daze

down and down and there she lays

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