Abstruse (107 of 365)

Day 107 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day abstruse: "Abstruse things are difficult to understand because they are so deep and intellectually challenging. It might be hard to figure out how a toilet flushes but the technology that goes into making the Internet function is abstruse."

Abstruse 

I peered at her like I would an 

Andy Warhol

So transparently poised 

Books will be written 

Which may get close to that

Singularity 

There was a wicked Mona Lisa curl of her lips 

There was androgyny

In her outfit the denim jeans 

And the bowl of her hat 

I paused and thought at the nature

Of things and stared at 

Our images between tall columns 

The passing shadows 

Became an impressionist canvas

Of wailing Spring colours 

There we were indecipherable

I wanted to scream out 

Like black splattered upon a canvas

There was such a pleasant rose garden void between the two of us

But strangers were all we were

And would ever be.