The picture the one portray
starring into the bluish void
with no end and no beginning
is variable.
The masks and suits one wears
when stars alight the cosmos
and dies without acknowledgment
are bearable.
The verity that tears and twists
beneath the eternal ice of neglect
and is warmed by the spotlight
is breathable.
The insignificant spec one is
According to the grand designs
Is mute when one knows
Its bendable.