i feel more(alive) coloring

the lines

find more(beauty)
in the spaces


rather than
the atoms(vibrating)
in lonesome anguish

in a world of filters
we lose sight
of what is real

only to realize that(ugly is
in misunderstood

brush strokes

when watching


on a glass door

the enjoyment
is (in the) variance

the divergences

the forked(tongue)

of lightning

orgasms come in arcs of invisible energy so alive so brimming it expends itself in dazzling display

i prefer coloring
the lines

in bed(with you)

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