I once compared my face to silk milk,
Gentle and fair, to disguise my sins.
With billowing cascades of lustrous satin
I dressed a beast beautiful to hide in plain sight.
Pushing through smoke of sensual dance,
He’s arrogant, ignorant, attention-seeking.
He drifts in the dark begging for pleasure,
Mastering me, his agent of chaos.
I want to destroy him, evade my consciousness.
I’d send him running East till he finds West.
But the courage dies with every sigh and kiss.
Beauty beast alive in me, subtle, sly, and silent.
He undoes me in one fell swoop, skins emotions raw.
The light of sun says to the moon, “I saw the truth today.”
The light of darkness says that crown can sit on freedom’s head.
Sun sets down smug off the throne to welcome night’s decay.
My mask now gone, the lighted night, the scars
Fly free, establish me, to set the pattern right.
I cannot go back home again, their “light” only offends.
I find it now here in the dark, the truth makes better friends.