Undressing
###Undressing
The encompassing gown
glints in lamp light.
The border gilded,
like sunlight clothes the earth.
Oh, you wear too much.
Or too little:
Blanched like the wintry mist
preening its own pallor.
Wildbeasts of imagination let free
to tame your grief.
I strip you nude,
for naked is never smothering.
New York Times Bestseller?
Well, I don't care.
Posted Oct 14, 2018, 2:33 PM UTC · edited
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