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Disregarding Direction
Disregard the careful consideration
Of what we look up to
And what we shun.
The sky is just
An ocean
In an upside-down world
Where pigeons drown,
Piranhas fly
And angels surface,
Rise up from the soil.
Purpose
In the form of a sullied girl.
Eyes of candor
Shine through filtered filth
And the vision it spins
Is beautiful
To me...
Peeled back through the wisdom
And I saw her.
It was all a hazel sphere.
Half liquid
Half dream.
Cream swirled enough
To taste like what love means.
But there isn't enough time
To count the waves
That rush...
The bristles
Of a brush...
Or the blisters
Of a broken crush...
Just sob
Over one of a million sewer drains.
And let the newer rain
Collect with and revive
Those dormant memories
To show you why we came...
