Posted for Bobbi McGee
It is not as we have been taught, emoting
because there are no emotions
prior to the intercourse
it is both realized inherently
and experimentally
assimilated.
it is not an art, nor a skill, nor tool
not a stone to whet or chisel
its sharp-edges come from
many faceted shards
layers of colored crystal
depth perception
distorted
angled to a new way to see
optical illusions
are put to rest
when you see at once
through the lens
that you wear today
but also the signs of a someday
when/where we will stand in stark clarity
with one set of eyes
looking at what we never saw
another set of eyes
emoting poetry
that looks like crying.
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