I've been poisoned and my belly is swelling over you, bathing in brown and gold speckled dust sprinkle. The burning in my nostrils makes me think of sea salt spray and green tea. I've begun a map of unbound sentences creating a non-plausible fantasy to divert me from the real you. Angry lights seep beyond our ceiling expanse and it has finally dawned on me, things really have changed around here.

I've been waiting an eternity to jump from this room of jagged fragments and obtuse explanations. There is all but fertile conception suffocating in this haphazard square of off-white. Bring me back to where safe is a color not a feeling. Uncomplicated un-looping simplicity, amazing rhymes and soft whispers, toothy smiles laced with apple pie lips, electric blue band-aids with starry dreams, young fingers with old wrinkles. Fade me before I lose myself to the ground, rotting has never much appealed to me.

I wish, one more smile, one more kiss, cloudy eyed, love long with dry lips, and a never want to leave type of goodbye. Sadly, I doubt you could recognize your own invasion if given red tongued directions, too bad, I'm curious to see where these sprinkles might have landed us.

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