I have been meaning to say this
But I bit my tongue.
Gag reflex, tame my wild excitement!
My soul rests within a framework of iron
Within a sheet of nordic lights.
Hues of tiger lily and pomegranate oscillate in the night above
Coalescing with my purple soul its mystique essence
Its essence smacked glee within.
For the bars of contrast that bound me have dissolved
To behold the bliss of the spectrum.
- To my sister,
- To mum
May we never succumb?
It may be foreign to sum
But absorb the grandiose of our theatre.
I'll sweat in gallons.
I'll shed crimson blood in litres.
Till its us cutting and pasting this exact picture.
YOU ARE READING
THE IMPROMPTU MANIFEST.
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