Do you only get dressed up to be seen?
Haven’t you heard?
You are a king;
You are a queen.
You are…
Somewhere in between.
Face thick with
Heavy Makeup,
Dripping and falling
Dirtying the sheets,
And no-one there to see.
But pay no mind,
You’ll see in time:
You don’t need them
To find
The divine.
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 