she hates me for not falling before her
broken,     articulate,     decorative façade
to worship the image of what she wishes
the world to see,     to admire and applaud;
hates me for kneeling before the true beauty
she is in full knowledge of imperfection,
for accepting the truth behind all her
painted meticulous propaganda.

fool though I am,     I shall not fall to worship
the temple,     for it is merely a construct,
even in its deceptive decoration,
its grand artifice,     merely a dwelling
for the goddess inside whose glory outshines
it despite her thousand veils and blindness to it.

David M Pitchford
19 March 2013


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