The heart is but a fashion accessory

Too ruggedly pristine to be real
Can truths be told in the flash of a glimpse
Trying to fight my mind
While it stirs these moments into fiction
Shock turned splendor from the instant
A simple phrase was exchanged
I try so hard not to drift away
Fantastic color ballads float
Preening as they go
Asking myself half-hearted questions
Knowing full well the answer will not be the means
If morality is vanity
I'm a simple peasant
Caressing milky gazes
Thawing out frozen fingertips
Thrown at the mercy yet again
Of a flow undetected in our state
Meditate on mediocracy
Hypocritical response
Yesterday's remorse is buried
I am anew
Take it as you wish