Decorator
of crown,
beautifier
of naked neck
witness
to union
marker
of class,
gem
and jewellery
are
made for show,
the
ultimate frill
but
behind the ornate
the
crusting
lance
and polish
there
is another hand
other
foreheads
with
de-jewelled beads
undermined
names
that
are un-googled
from
fashionable transcripts
lost
in the mud-letting
of
cosmetic commerce,
and
shadowed in the glitter
they’ve
crafted:
we
bury ourselves
in
our respective
political
economies.
[Inspired by the photography of Rukshan Abeywansa]
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