Another Secret II

Sparse spots yet straggly ones.
Matted, straggly, a beard in the face of reality
Doesn’t hide her, but gives her a face: matted, straggly.

Should there be a clean-shaven countenance behind
A more individual realness of real? No. Smooth jaws are
In no case trustworthier, the shaven’s fingers tugging at nothing.

Only preconceptions do fondle themselves, cheek
Patting is a cop-out, there’s no substitute
For the loneliest of bushes.

Wherein a sitting duck.
Luring banalities
Prey-faced.

May 27, 2011