“Neither player-king nor prostitute.”
— Marcus Aurelius
Neither spinning
like a vinyl disk,
nor trembling
like a theremin.
Neither in thrall
to mirrors,
nor puppeteered
by cruel unseen hands.
Neither a stiff collar
buttoned at the throat,
nor a locket
hanging from a delicate chain.
Neither the last act
of an opera,
nor a dirty saucer
at a mad tea party.