I’ve got an angel and a devil fighting for possession, but the truth is I’m beyond what needs repressing – more than likes and dislikes, more than laughs and fist fights – as yesterdays dreams are writing the times, but the here is now, as I let the sublime unwind, and wrap myself in colors because the world’s so black and white, and ready myself in the colors that I’ll need to prolong the fight, because I’m not interested in dissolving into the world right now, in corrupting myself with the world right now, in letting the colors just melt away, in allowing the child within me to be betrayed.

 

 

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