Inimitable

i jettison

the vellum veneer

of posed pristine persona

and drown

in moonlit down

the delicate feather

that tickles the throat

of the exposed

as vulnerable vanishes

in the mist of a love

crumbling betrayal

into the wave-swept caverns

.

a return to life

for carbonate rust

the backbone

of the zealous

rebirthing

of the zest of dust

slung into soul

pristine polyps

fed from diffuse light

sown into being

.

Truth is achingly beautiful.

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2018

Art: Woman Under the Smiling Moon

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