the
dizzy
wonder of
each layer unwrapped
to reveal more but you recall
the dichotomy of deceptively less before
a chimera passed to others
never had so much
given so
little
yet
in the
beginning
there was mystery
belief flight of mythology
a tease & thrall disguised by sculpted words concealing
a casual dissonant lurch
pendulum's extremes
pole to pole
coming
out
swinging
or between
shedding piecemeal all
those carelessly enticing lines
like peeling strips of skin after sunburn beguiled by
warmth of summer ways before the
raw epiphany
flesh exposed
flawed
&
so
plummets
Icarus
while
Apollo
still remains a myth