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There is a lot of sensory info helping me see this one. I've got an image of a woman hanging in a bright room; the woman herself is an object of brightness. I especially like the "snoring, blistering power" and the "neon ceilings".

I don't feel like I'm seeing her eyes yet though. "they look intensified" but I don't have an image of this. I'm also working on the contradiction between the "wings of sadness/ attached to each iris" and the way that the "snoring, blistering power/ did match her happiness". I like the happiness idea. Do her eyes betray her? How can we know that she's happy?