Labels

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Labels

are only skin deep.

They cannot define your contents,

nor capture your flavour,

nor dictate your use.

Your cells

will shine best

when used for their stated

purpose, shaking out

your true essence,

label-free.

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Being Covered

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Being covered

in raiment of another’s choosing

labelled you Lost.

Lost to sight,

lost to self,

you laboured to be

whatever you were called,

and laboured in vain.

Until

being covered

in raiment of Another’s choosing

labelled you  Loved!

Loved by sight,

loved for self,

your labour to ‘be’

ceased;

you simply became.

Being covered

enhanced

and

complimented

and

intensified

inherent characteristics

and the you

inside

exploded with colour

and fragrance

and beauty…

Playing the Angles

Is this how you see me?

Protracted, a subtracted slice of the radius.

You choose your angle,

and create a new constant for pi.

Your vision consists of

shifting perspectives

and mathematical improbabilities.

But I am more than my circumference,

my value not how I am divided and conquered.

From where you sit,

you will experience only

a pale 2-D image.

When my sphere spins, its rounded eclipse will

darken you who,

in numerical illiteracy,

play the angles.