Unfound

Nobody really knows
Nobody can peel
Or grate
The layers
Away
Nobody can look
Find
The underneath
The inside
It’s too damaged
Too complex
Soul-encompassing curtains
Slide across
To reveal
Nothing
The stage is full
Of black-painted windowsills
Which come to show more windows
Behind more curtains
Truth disloyal
Still all-veiled.

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