so quickly despite
yr mercurial wit, yr wryness and swift
acerbic humor how your eyes
willingly smile way before your
mouth ever does.
There is no agreement between them.
As the lines at the corner of your eyes grimace
and resist muscles twitch a rising of blood
pulses.
I see you
as your lips begin to wrestle with your
reluctance to acquiesce to the pleasure
of a smile.
The exposure of one’s feigned amusement
all this lay to rest sullenness
dark
brooding.
Lost Bardo.
Plank walked.
My eye arrives to the tiptop of your lower incisor
slightly higher than the others
as if it were your first baby tooth
the first one to break gum and bleed.
Emerging in shocking disharmony.
Rebellious in the company of your other teeth.
As if it were the first skyscraper in barren landscape.
Yet, as this vanguard clears
Undaunted, periscopic
The air and it’s climate and determines
Safe surroundings
a
courageous grin unravels
and sparkle flashes from within your
black black eyes
erupting smoke stained ivory.
Surrendered.
Whimsy’s muse.
