She is bound to a connection

She is bound to a connection
She channels saints and angels
Taken by a wheel she turns
Drawn into a scene
She believes
This city is her dreamscape
Her endless frontier
She whirls
And we don’t know why
She spins
Losing her grip
She flies
And nobody knows
Why she keeps turning
As she converts
Into an abyss
She isn’t recognised
By herself or anyone