a fool in half bloom

the watercolors run
over empty streets
to pool in overflowing
gutters carrying bits
of distortion in
sheer black and white
across the broken smile
of a fool in half bloom
.
an uninvited guest
wrecking reckless rejoinders
overstaying his welcome
staining the pristine
sheets of happily ever
afters unfulfilled
a rorscharch inkblot
of joy torn asunder
.
birdshit streaks blinding
every errant glance
until all os reduced
to unproductive reductions
redacting reactions
until the shimmering
backdrop of insular
inconsequentialities blurs
.
stomping through puddles
spraying glimmering oil
along the potable need
in gasping cries torn
from blood flecked teeth
a golden tongue tarnished
behind green stained lips
as the watercolors flow
.
an absence of light
in a land of unfiltered
hazy solar indifference
a walking shadow stepping
across the surface of
dying stars cast across
the rancorous peace of
fractal reminiscences

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