Also Mutants

Pale Pink

8-3-17

Everything is draped in an aura
of beauty and mystery.
         Each dress.
         Each sigh.
         Each eyebrow.
You want to, but you can't.
You need to, but you shouldn't.
The catacombs within the creases
fold over, exponentially.
The complexities...are national
         secrets.
An underworking fit to
undermine science so rich
it can only come across
in the softest pastels willing
to lure you
         to lie and
         to cheat and
         to mischaracterize
your own image
         to death.
She doesn't forgive. She doesn't
need to. You know
what you did, and why.
Her casually questionable contributions
are now only yours.