UNKEMPT
with hair rustling in the wind like branches
from trees in non-existing forests
untamable, like stoked fire
amidst the heat, summers torrent
wild like a caged animal
words from a babbling poet
eccentric, unattainable,
no one can imitate, eclectic
a hot mess, yet magically majestic
to brush them is heresy,
blessed
shaggy and uneven
proudly admonishing like heathens
with beautiful eyes
come the mane that make them becoming
separate they are the truth
together they can tell no lies
her eyes and her regal mane
half-truths in disguise
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