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.