Label

A label
The etching finite,
Safely constructed,
Shallow
Yet deep enough
to flaw,
to ruin
the image
projected for one,
yet not reflected
by another

To outsiders
this label
attractive,
almost seamless
even in magnification
hard-pressed
to find
the sting
They won’t bother,
there’s no question

Only because
it never matters
how deep
Only the surface
shows