The Arts of Living
what is it about the arts
of living, of loving
possessing
a perspective piece of perseverance
a masterpiece of perfect
imperfections
I her Rembrandt
baroque with dominance
revered to deference
sketches
upon a papal pad
indentured within
ashes bellowing
from the dead
examined
breast to head
curled in creases
crest created and waned
wanted wistful and tamed
no answers
only clouded visions
remain
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