
Do I know the subtle, the shallow things in life?
Or is it merely my destiny forever to be seeking
That which is not ours to see?
Avaricious abundance, announcing
Blasphemous betrayals
Concertina cavorting cacophonous cadence
Depicting death-desired dread
Half a dozen pink hearts
Strewn across glowing white screen
Girls guessing at identities
Of secret beaus
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The soft blur of this image (from a moving car, I imagine?) almost gives it the quality of brushstrokes. Beautiful!
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