Lost amongst the purple

Your hand prints made stickers on my wall 

Blue bladed soliloquies     dancing among the cheapest tones on color

Evidence of a will temporarily satisfied

             

Whispering
Obligations of the In    speaking Serenity's secrets

Whispered to no one    not even me

Outside of the visual

Lost amongst the purple          and eyes closing

To the slightest gestures of release                    partially resolving

The northern lights crisis and
Attending to

   

   Whatever makes you tattoo yourself

It's stabbing

For justices sake

For all the breaths that have left you           taking more than their share

Left you     Still        inside your self

   Subsiding a madness

                       tearing you from you

You          forever needing more

From the cats who can speak English

But choose not to

And a little given it those who can not

Believe in the other thing

            Your first impressions are not
You first impressions

And            no one really cares  
That's somehow    a good start