3.02.2009

Shady Dealings in Stranger Danger

Then, in the dim and blotchy blue
of the moon reflected off fresh snow
or the pale white of a charging phone
or the monitor beckoning with bad one-liners
their features always bottleneck
to form What Never Was.

Eyebrows become finer, more arched.
Noses grow slender, round at the end.
Lips fill out, equidistant between smile and frown.
Eyelashes lengthen, sometimes change color.
Cheekbones and jawlines do
whatever it is they have to do
to fulfill your little Fantasy
and of course that smell...

The smell requires no light at all.
None of it does, it's an illusion.
She was what you made her to be
like every one that came after
and every one that will.

It's safe to watch that trilogy now;
someone's plucked her wings.
Row the boat ashore. Hallelujah.

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