by andrew lovatt

Oh, Goodness
how you cloy
& clasp
the emotional soul
in your unending
tyranny of reality

Sweet and light
seduction
you taste & promise
a tender white
absolution

Sticky like honey
you seep into every pore
dictating centre
parading conceit
dressed as virtue

Oh, Goodness
how cunning
are your plans
to subvert all
multiplicity
into ego sameness

Contemptuous
of other meanings
you sacrifice
subtlety and shade
on the altar
of your unfathomable
whiteness

Demanding all visions
be uncolored &
pristine bright
this singularity denies
the shadow land
of your own soul

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newbridge 09.07.02