Kairosclerosis ✔ [poetry]

cynosure

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CYNOSURE

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you are:

keen angles and flat planes,

pointed bones and cutting teeth.

thin skin and wide smiles,

sharp eyes and prominent ribs.

narrow hips and lanky legs,

folded fingers and bitten nails.

you are the concave of your stomach when you lie down,

and the gentle curve of your chest when you inhale.

the dips of your spine,

and the curls at your nape.

the crevices between your knuckles

and the acute space between your shoulder blades.

you are the quiet footfalls on the concrete walkway,

and the soft snores echoing into the night sky,

the stifled giggles you hide in the crook of your arm,

and the twinkling eyes under the sunlight.

the fragment of the streetlight blinking at dawn

and the dense smog veil settles over the city's horizon.

you are techni-colours,

burning bright in the darkness within me,

you are humming frequencies

vibrating through my bones and organs.

you are a spicy sweetness

ghosting on the tip of my tongue,

you are cloying chemistry burning up my windpipe,

you are forefront background noises

teeming at the edge of my consciousness.

a memory.

a ghost of my imagination.