curtain

‘curtain’

veiled silence enlightens the nuances

tonight a young woman appears animate, 

she is pale and fainting by inches,

i know, my cranial base a window

but without the view.

what covers my eyes a phantom illusion;

she’s security issues while i

a letter without return

,

address and in this imaginary flesh

i try.          the abyss comes forged in alabaster

not the barely sufficient perpetuity

for which i strive.

the woman loves a charmer but i am

a workshop, solemnity like cardboard

steeped clear of water;

she’s a priestess;

i the careless temple of pretend. 

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