Knotty
half smile of caged concealment
Mona Lisa like, kindling desire
awash in pixelated illusion
your dark dreaming eyes preserving secrets
the glow of an image, layer by layer
my wish to un-knot the shifting shape form
with its unknown gravity
a stance
painfully inscrutable
till your voice, dusky, breathy
washes over me like smoke
reassuring in a kilowatt smile
telling me our lives unfinished
are an art installation
ongoing
knotty
that rarely fit effortlessly into the scheme of things
your repose
my white knuckle ride
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