I am a quiet desperation. I burst onto a palette.
All blood and bones, meat and fat, cells and organelles.
Physically and spiritually, and spiritually most of the time.
I attempt to achieve the abstract nature of dreams that can be
lovely while a little disturbing.
Illogical but truth.

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