I see everyone as bright-white in beauty
whereas in the shadows you shall find me.
Uncorking the wine to keep myself busy,
replacing blood-sugar, feeling dizzy.
I paint the cave with fruit juices and poppies,
intersecting patterns, carbon copies.
There is comfort to be found in lonely breath,
to contemplate life, the absence of death.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
I see everyone as bright-white in beauty
whereas in the shadows you shall find me.
Uncorking the wine to keep myself busy,
replacing blood-sugar, feeling dizzy.
I paint the cave with fruit juices and poppies,
intersecting patterns, carbon copies.
There is comfort to be found in lonely breath,
to contemplate life, the absence of death.
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