I am revealed
In the fissures of my being.
In the nooks and crannies
Hidden dark corners where I hide
Even from myself.
In inky tunnels where I dance
To the music in my mind.
The insistent beat of my heart
Ready to leave everything behind.
Sheltered valleys where in multicolored hues
Meadows of glossy moss and tender dreams bloom.
Or that cynically grinning harlequin
Delighting in the halo bearing charlatans.
Gleefully glorying in knowing how to
Pierce their porcelain smooth complexions.
That spiderweb of faults
That has spread through my being
Held together by sheer will power
Bits of love, and glue and sparkly string.
-alka