with a few
words I conceal
under an
ocean’s depth of denial
flaws and
faults
I minimize
old pain
with bland
responses that reveal nothing
of my hurt
You see only
what I show
a crystal
castle floating on blue seas
translucent
sparkling pinnacles
of light
white
perfection—an undefiled mirage
jeweled spires
cutting
against cobalt sky
graceful
illusions I used to disguise
their
untruths
below the
surface lurks lies—
love frozen
into grotesque mutations
sea monsters
horrors and
deceits they hide
underneath
where unexpected currents
buffet me
until I
writhe free and climb
back into
the sunlight of brilliant diamonds—
my iceberg
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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