poetry of jesse wiles

the queen

light and airy like breath that bleeds out the mouth slowly seeps in the ooze of engines and sounds made by gods for you specially walking with a limp  made by forgetting for years what it means to soar sweetly each note steps in chromatic crescendo to a thing called now so each time you ever tried to be beautiful a wedge-like wassail assailed your senses siren-like with portent damning all appearance to traps and magiclessness the only universal law of beauty is release that means now as soon as you try to keep it it's gone surrender all your riches to now she is the queen of every single  goodness and she has a special quality of not being capable of refusing  your heart because turns out she is your heart so spend your every moment in reverie for the beauty that ever was you without trying

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