Saturday Morning Confession

Blurry blissful shrine
troubled eyes dine
drinking 
drowning 
in the warm tones 
of my skin
flawless in
20/40
vision 

Mirrored new growth
the green screen 
broke through 
colored my glasses
less holds more
behind a cedar framed door

Fighting against my meek glory 
vapor in the sunbeams
that invisible heat
above a fire

May my soul
not be defaced 
in the wake of my mistakes

My head is bigger than my heart
abstract interstellar reflection 
limerence is better than possession 
dishes in the sink
Saturday morning confession