Chiaroscuro, Master of Youth

Monday, July 8, 2019

I'm reeling.
A feeling so unappealing,
the film is ragged and patchworked and peeling -
a facade of a face that
displaces the truth that was
misdirected, misplaced.

Too close for words, too far to say
how long it will be until another part of me is given away.
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