Are you tired of carrying
thousands of world’s and time’s wisdom
ever watching – peacefully searching – never sleeping
gleaning from behind veiled widows and screened doors
vessel’s cyan, deep magenta
vases of lymphy ochre, creamy sinew cords
unseen green, tangled nerves, fat
collecting the deeps with graciously ruthless speed
straight and unencumbered
story laden – a carnie sideshow painted
luminously unresting – silently deafening
your gypsy caravan parade of stolen secrets
you magnificent and flamboyantly attired
thief: an eye, cheek, a wrinkle’s brow, lips.
Come sing and dance upon the retinal stages
they will all run . ‘see the yet unseen!’
but I know that your journey never slows
never stays – go
leave your mystery for my memories to confuse.
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