Thursday, March 19, 2015

All is vanity…



Soft tendrils of silky narcissism+
wrap you around like a cocoon+.

Never reaching chrysalis+, you’re stuck,
wondering why nothing fundamental changes.
“The world for you,” is a comfort…

Eternity urges from within+, unable to penetrate
thin but powerful veil+, covering eyes of unreason
that won’t see, even though you know it’s true.

You shuttle again to the mirror,
avoiding pupils of beautifully irised+ eyes…+

--RK, 6/9/2007 - [Mouse over plus signs for definitions.]
     [Reformatted w/video links, 7:50pmEDST, 3/19/2015]
      See also: Beauty for lead…

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