Extemporaneous Instance of Skin; Enlightened Love

Avatar Author: Tad Winslow "If you don't work nothing will." Maya Angelou Read Bio

The transparent
surface reflects
flesh eclipsing
our skeleton’s

on the water’s akimbo

a solid flow of indigo

where all we know
like elbows;

it blends
where waving movements
never end

and I’m a part of time’s construction;
caving with the moments within—

simultaneously displaying
fleeting existence:
an extemporaneous instance
of skin

grounded on these surfaces
of unfounded purposes

marooned in the bloom
of flowers
cocooned in the womb
of hours

one of ours will soon
need room
in the always twirled world
of spiral-dark hallways

where viral sparks
have cured
unfurled hearts
and unsure desire
alit atomic pire

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