i have been
shattered
discarded
and yet still
i reflect
your light
in an array
of dizzying
dancing distortions
a prism in
reverse pulling
the filaments
of beauty into
a bouquet of
disappointments.

a two dimensional
take on transcendental
wonder blurred by
the mercurial madnesses
effortlessly spun
from effervescent sorrow
clumsily molded into
a vaguely mannish
meandering mannequin.

a morosely malignant
misapprehension in
misunderstood mimicry.

i whisper to you
knowing the words will
be swallowed by the
incessant calling of
sheep in wolf suits
serenading sweetly
as summer fades to fallen.