From Lone Dispace
Sort through “truth”
Not coincidentally
I dream of blue
Your canvas green
Burgundy the rose tilt sheen
Silver light mist catching gleam
Vulnerable forever liens
Target post a thousand schemes
Broken melodic rambling
Yammering, scanning,
Prattle commanding
Overwhelmed long past
Present withstanding
Social media & pennants flailing
Think my friend if you can stand me
Frazzled nerves in flights of fancy
Sweetest thoughts like sour candy
Curdled filth, in 2nd place
Wilted waste from lone dispace
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