For contrast, you imagine
paradigms – standards against
which to judge your misalignments –
cool blue personages with exacting
verticalities and even-featured faces
so at home with all the graces
which you lack that you can only turn
your eely back to them and slink away.
Strange, though, how ephemeral
the whole thing seems today:
slight – a little trite. And how you’ve
painted it so party color bright.
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