Love,
There’s an angular disturbance in your cheek
in a certain orientation
of my mind-
blowing (nothing trivial word-discounting)
Of a gear-shifting magnitude
A tenable image of God in you
While you in your Frankenstein suit
Faith-heal starbursts of chemicals
Leaping soups of subjectivity
Unending trajectory of asymptotic insanity
As if I could never see you, my love,
But for the angular disturbance in your cheek.
(movie image: Peter Cushing as Victor Frankenstein)
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