Illusions Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Illusions



Look at your illusory heart:
Planted top her skin,
Cultivated and watered,
Spoken to in this
Unquiet slumber.

Unfazed, it blossoms in
An imperious bloom.

The dank haze of
The marshes cloy the
Unresolved conundrums.

Look at your illusory heart,
Quavering in a
Distorted photograph.

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