The Ruthless Artist
Immortality is not the permanence
we like to believe in.
Age is a patient artist, never wearying
of waiting. With fine hands and infinite
slowness, she transforms ageless faces
into masterpieces of defeat.
Age is paused when people see us as we were
when we were still young. Who see us
still
as tragic and transparent, furiously arrogant,
who know our terrible capacity for hope,
our insanity of love.
When the last custodians of the past
we'll never remember full well
pass away, Age steps in to brush into
shattered
beauty that which is truly forgotten.
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