don't tell me more
uncertainty
smoke and mirrors captivate me
maybe there's something so intricate
about not knowing what's next
the detailed steps and protocol
are far from my knowledge
a horizon of enchantment
is the only thing in my line of sight
beauty in the unknown is what i desire the most
it takes one thing to not yearn
for the cheer of the audience at your bow
where insecurity is an unfamiliar word
brilliance is ignorance
ignorance is bliss
YOU ARE READING
the inevitable
Poetryunderestimate, unfold, understand. the third installment from words better left unspoken
