iv
oil paint or telescopic view.
black patchy foundation centring tons.
beaming flecks illuminate the canvas with something new,
fantasies etched between mountains of constellations.
i study closely at the evidence you've stranded.
before me, i find myself captured by grace.
translation of our future visions is aided.
giving direct signals to our meeting place.
portraying Theodore Finch is a lousy way of saying goodbye,
but you always like a good game of hare and hounds.
give it a rest, expecting me to follow and comply.
however, it seems that wherever you go, i'll be around.
oh dear, make it last
because you know it all goes so fast.
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Puisithis is my lame attempt to write my inner thoughts and desires. i hope you enjoy it X