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.

YOU ARE READING
CATASTROPHES
Puisithis is my lame attempt to write my inner thoughts and desires. i hope you enjoy it X