inspirited by (this picture)
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The night outside is so very inviting.
Well, maybe not so much the night as the lovely, cool darkness.
Tantalizingly close, oh, how I wish it would never end…
The cool air matches the cool edges now preoccupying my mind,
Sharpened steel against the fragile paper;
Pressing down, guess who never stood a chance?
And all of a sudden the faint resistance stops-
There’s blood spilling past the keys,
making those ivories blush,
candy red splatters haphazardly,
oh what mother would say about cleanliness.
strobes of darkness fade in and out on the periphery
heat leaving in pulses
each one stronger than the last
there’s no more melody
only the echoes of keys pressed by invisible hands
since these never worked the way they should have
always a disappointment
maybe they’re better put to use as instruments of art.
this piano is forever stained red as roses
the tendrils of deep crimson covering the monochrome
no longer a simple exercise in contrast
red as moonflowers superheroes lipstick sunspots
the world fades in and out in out in out again
and as my eyes close in delicious wonderfullovely wantedneeded sweet sleep i cant help but think
isnt it prettier this way
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