Righteous

[kolemath]

In dulcet tones she preaches from the pews. Great image of complacency
She builds a bridge of fairytales and lace
and dreams a troll beneath it; on her face many religious problems are made up
are lips that smile and lips that pout: two sets. Two faced, lipped rathet
While one may cozen, watch its twin accuse
and then deny the words so any trace
is nothing more than memory, a space Donald Trump..sorry this isnt political..a space is a bit unclear, though it fits with trace nicely

where questions grow, and so do epithets. 
Her world is sand and sugar; any threats
of storms are met with trembles and retreat
but only from the torso, while her feet
dig deeper in with stylish pirouettes. Following the crowd despite instinct not to

 
 
A spiral with no anchor is a line 
that draws itself apart, in swift decline. Here's a line to chew on. We feet in s2 are anchoring the character to complacency and crowd following, so I have some trouble there..a line that draws itself apart is brilliant, split intentions or personalities

Great poem