Friday 10/21/2016 12:58:00 AM

saturation. that's the pattern. the nervous arc of tentative thieves. colors spending people. in the madness. in the grace. of lovers and strangers.

it's over again. the seldom. the rare. the exquisite scars of genuine desire.

numbers loud enough. places bent and strained. the thrust of memory. the choke of distance. wandering scabs in the miles that corrupt.

we're as ugly as we need to be. as beautiful as we imagine. trembling bridges over darkening depths. fading colors against lisping edges.

corners once sharp. torn open. discarded.

we're only paper and clay. half chewed monsters in yesterday's throat. a temporary canvas for permanent pain.

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