The Entelechy of Zuun

The Entelechy of Zuun

This scent was born
in sand and campfire
and not an illusion
but refers only to itself.
An alchemy of the opaque
and the transparent
deep as oneness
vast as light.
Ginger, vetiver, musk,
the Orange River bottled.
Dabbed on pulse points
I am ready
to approach Saturn
tackle WalMart
invite strangers to sniff my cleavage.

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