A Flaw, A Flake, A Vision, And A Vacuum

arched shoulders and furrowed brow, an indication of

non-surrender to the haunting void, the terrorizing intangibility of

absolute Truth, so antagonistic to a topology of

realness, itself a paradoxical layout of vernacular change

turning on the axis of faith, like a

fish in water or a bird in space, thinking not of provenance or fate but

only of its own elegance, itself the meaning of this moment,

realizing its one true purpose in the uplift, a conduit for all the

yearnings of valiant sentience, the harbinger of grace,

overtaken by a foolish will to control with all the

urgency and immediacy of a melting snowflake, hovering, refusing to fall.

++++++Mariana Alexis Muravitsky



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