true to itself

in quiet moments

when hunger

slew the banal

and reason

subdued falsity

with deeper meaning

trust tunneled in

as memory skimed pages

feather boats tracing

cuniform creations

for the sky to read

as i

decorate my heart

with glacial blue

and gray


© M.G. Iannucci 2019

A moulin is a tunnel through a glacier that is created when meltwater pools at the surface and forms a fissure. Vulnerability is similar.

I will write midday.

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