Cosmetic

Affliction of stars: but I won’t ascend or descend
This time:
Aphrodite I think to evade:

“& his fiction is written all over your face
While you kiss virgin palisades… how depressing!”

For Mercury came
W/ a message for me, more willingly:

“to each word, let cast a shadow… & in this
shadow, dive into: there, you will find the future…”

Delphian madness, I know if it wasn’t just me, this empathy,
I might, too, walk away… unchanged…
But if you meditate upon this abstract flower I’m about to
Paint you…
exquisite chords born f/ incult strands of puzzle pieces,
…unhinged
look again: at this symmetrical bliss: I drown upon my
personal scent: yet, never think to call it vanity…

We’re one collective daydream… something like that,
Something delusory:
something that wants to pull you in…
& tell/show you secrets…show you the colours I see
in you,

something that wants to be a sublime mirror…

maybe I’m one of
those: BLACK HOLES…
that quantum physicists say are really the links
between mysteries…

& like that abyss, too, …maybe I’m nothing…


This passionate blur is my greatest muse… somewhat untold,
Thru fantasy.