Modern Medicated Science

I fail to recognize the face behind the glass
Suddenly
Stunningly apropos
the etymology of façade
is the only thing certain
Crystal clear
Blinding
On the surface: ink & flesh & paint & pen
I keep trying to lacquer over the ugly parts
The aesthetic appears to be perfect
but underneath it all…

This aching mirrors the ancient lament of the Grecian goddess’ that came before me
                                    My heart swells
                                    My veins pulsate
                                    My breath
                        Shallow

I swallow hard
while the chemical digestion makes way within me
melting & swirling
Erasing my delicate nuances
                        I become a tiny white milligram

Crumbling
Torn open
Left bruised and broken
with an open wound
refusing to heal

I cannot face this face
I am seeking answers to riddles yet written
Knowing
I know
nothing