rendering
the host is more than the host
he beats with more than the blood
more than the obtuse wanderings
of cells and improvisation
this is a rendering
a portrait of life
a life within a life
glances are never just sightings
eyes not the lay of vision,
for in this creature's whim and fancy
is a dedicated machine, within
the soul like a beating heart
without the elements
so seemingly perfunctory
and as random as a birthmark
are distinct and as uniform
as a personality disorder
this is an exquisite rendering
so novel and linear
that even the lateral
seems patent
to render this
is to render
an unwieldy portrait
one that cannot be subdued
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