I made you
Don't hate me
We painted with
Love
The canvass was running
Toward something
Distant
Retreating into
Nothing
But i knew, i knew
There was something
I disappeared
And saw that law
Twist around me
Like the crown,
Like a horn,
Like the seas rubbing
Shores to new shape.
I'm in the mist, maybe,
i die here
You die there
We all die,
Everywhere
All the time
So me here
Is a distant moment
Dug deep here
Dug from within me
Here
This dirt
These broken
Scentless words
They heap up
And say something
i think
In the end
They say something.
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