sometimes
mistakes are forever
and regret is the undercoat
that primes your life
perhaps foolishly
it might seem calmer
(karma)
on the surface
to forget the original dream
than to colour it over with
shades of new intention
when all you want to do
is bleed the red out of your eyes
until the copper rusts your face
and runs finally clear;
a dried salty ash,
the only pock-marked
stain on your ****** canvas
the minimalist collector
your highest bidder
© Tamara Natividad
www.pisceanesque.com
Written 15 July, 2015
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