Wednesday, August 12, 2009


Becoming comfortable
with qualities buried in shame.
You've convinced me they're valued
even in this frame.
Yet this need, indescribable,
persists on through
not just shallow vanity
but a deeper brew.
Finery and form
are all I can seize
yet obviously missing
the forest for trees.
Substitution can occur
adornment and build
borders can be pressed
but needs left unfulfilled.
Where this need came from
I've already explored
and it's tied to me now
an unbreakable cord.
Why manifest this way
against rules of the land?
a mystery inside
I may never understand.


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