Surrender

04/07/2026

Something has shifted, 

A set of liquid gears deeply set

Underneath skin and style.

Rivulets of choices made 

Swirl like magnetic filaments

Attraction conducted so precisely,

In unison, as if fashioned

In anticipation of the next,

Every decision pulsing

With its before and after forms

Naked, facing the long mirror of time,

Extended beyond the mask,

Its discipline receding, slowly,

Shedding, again,

To reveal another you.