If only for slight brevity
what holds it together becomes evident
Necessary beauty and the universe of suffering
Egg wash that crackles over time
is lost to disintigration
Our disintigration
infinite,
things that just go by
that have no substance other than your neuronal impression of it
pictures
colors
You give yourself away by looking
It was wasted on me
requires a different kind of composition
to notice patterns
practical applications
investing in old mud and tears