Could you learn to love a creature
with uncharacteristic features.
Could you live and breathe in,
the **** I feel within,

Are paintings subjective
like difference of opposites,
of tides before a dawn,
attempted killings of a fawn.

Is the piano the hardest
of all the instruments
to learn from a natural talent
or the red of burnt out sun sets,

Why is Anathema a beautiful word,
a curse of the blue in fireworks.
Why was I the demon's flesh
that he forever relished?