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[poeticpromise]

beyond shades and coat upon coat
of diversive paint slathered and splashed,
a world packed like cotton in the ears
and paper up the nose to stop the bleeding
of open holes turned waxy red, red red
red crayons red crayons red crayons
create worry as the tips deplete faster
and faster the firey image
shines shines in biased eyes

Comments

[oracular_echo]

the way you described it is like immature art, and symptoms of childhood. until the end.