NaPoWriMo #2 : Her hair is…

No shadow,
star-spangled mirror
or squat lodestone
in this hue of ink.

This is a hefty mouth
that absorbs the light
in one greedy gulp,

the punch
inflicted on a
white seesaw stage
of jousting contrasts.

The tar sticks
to everything
it touches –

but, instead of

some curious enormity
in me seems to grow,
as the tide rises

to break over the shore…

© Zelda Reville

The second piece for NaPoWriMo was largely inspired by this article on Vantablack, the world’s blackest substance in existence. No more annoying glare, ever.


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