Lipstick on an iceberg diverts us from its depth Make up, moody monolith unthinkable its breadth Salty tears sweet droplets? tearing consciousness Dull edge or the brighter side of righteousness Out of sight, out of wit there is so much untold Playbooks twist doubt-about shimmer-stream of gold Hide and seek like children covering up one's eyes as if this takes away the world's ability to see one's guise Praying and philosophising what happens after death? Dark the glass, light will blind return the shibboleth Stretching comfort, sanctimony seeking always, never found Big Bang's birth, rainbow's end, beyond the treasure, underground Truth or lies or in-between choose carefully each poise Tic or scream or long discourse sound inner or outer noise
