In Cognito
Happiness Is



Catch me.
Folds of silk one moment,
Blossom wisps of smoke the next.
Ink and stain will all that remain
When I am gone.

Plush captivity conceals this form.
Kohl streaks hint at the me inside.
Moments fracture with surprise and guile.
Know my secret; know me.

My name is Esoterica.
Call me when you scream.


Eye Makeup


Alas, my secret is exposed
Cloaked in satin reveals too much
Cosmetic skills still lacking


Artistic poetic challenge laid down by on K. Garden.
tears from sahara by *SubterfugeMalaises