I'm caught in between
The earth
And the heavenly sky
They tell me that seeing double vision
Shouldn't hurt, but
When I blink
Camouflage and dirt
Are replaced with
Air and peaceful words
I know
That one is better than the other
But crossing the boundary
Is less like a
Clear transition
And more like moving through a sea
Of spilled colour and visions.
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PoetryThe words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A sma...