- Oct 6, 2020
- 1 min read

on the surface

i know that you think you know me

(and i kinda wish you did)

but my full range of human emotion

explodes beneath the surface

where my blood and convinced indifference

blend and fuse without you there

however blind to the interior

your mauve and mystic nature

breach my pride and pain

but my skin cements into shell

before my heart can jump out of its cell

because I am a glutton for ephemeral distractions

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