I wonder, is there any beauty left.

Have I retained any idolatry.

You peeled off of me

each disappointing aspect

layer by layer

and held them to the light.

See this? you said, This is your mental illness

and this? This is how you fuck in bed

and this piece? You don’t smoke

and this? You don’t drink.

Each layer pulled off like onion skin

Is there any beauty left?

I wonder.







4/dannye 6/17