Androgyny

Androgyny

Nature speaks

Through your body language

Nature thinks

Through your dreams

Nature walks

Each place you roam

 

The mirror you hold up to your face

Is dark and cracked

Coming to consciousness

Of the ways

Paper ballerinas

Become water

Washing out straight lines in the sand

Between tin soldiers

Parading on

 

Nature breathes

Through the sounds of broken air

Nature stares

Through lights on the street

Natures holds

Her own display case

 

The makeup that’s smothered on your face

Soemtimes cracks

Revealing what’s see-through

Underneath

Paper ballerinas

Become water

Washing out straight lines in the sand

Between tin soldiers

Parading on

 

Burning in the fire of life

 

Just to see

And witness the make-believe

Just to feel

Imagined desires leave

Our bodies now

It feels so good