if i cover my face

i will disappear

into a demarcated sphere

of the self forgotten

spun cotton

scarlet fusion

of quarantined domestication

a well-trained stoic reactive

straddling the skin fence

of boundaries and barriers

fluid mosiac

flowing through the weedy hair

of wonder

one eye wary of surprise

and yet i curiously seek

a broader sky

where all that exists

is what i give


© M.G. Iannucci 2018

Art: Wavering by Dorina Costas

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