Ms. Mystery


Ms. Mystery

I know you dissolve
Into particles
Whenever there’s a reckoning,
And you compete with the shadow light
In the beguilement of smoke,

I’m aware you’ve arranged
Your particles
To induce beauty,
And that they race with your mystery,
In the revelation
Of seamed patchworks of dark,

I’ve been told that you not only reject,
But punish love,
As retaliation for unforgivable harm,

And that the moon spins wildly
Like fiery electrons
In elliptical conjunctions around your heart,

And that one look in your eyes
Turns men
Into stones that weep blood,

And I’ve been contemplative
As regards the penitentiaries of hope
Condensing on your silken white salt skin burning
Sweet incense to the stars.

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