I will wait forever to perspire with their sky. Deep hues and brilliant highlights, memories existing in the shadow of forgotten present time. Masqueraded sound, masking my ears now. pinning up her smile with perpetual light. all of a sudden it is etched in the crevices of my skin. the line between reality and fantasy break thin. I should have never been alone. I never really wanted to go back home. Slumber was my only comfort. Bring forth all my coming days...set the stage, draw back the curtains, roll the color film. Maybe place me in another realm. A parallel universe in which its patterns I can comprehend. But with people I can stand. skin deep beauty and dirt vanity, neither complex nor what I ever wanted it to be. as the roots come undone, what do we become? fertile seed and nourished land, ****ing strangled by its mother hand.