What fancy menus do i plan?
How do I get to need more?
—to heal a lousy day ridiculed
by adventures six cities apart?

Four sweet cousins to kill a whole
starry heaven with,
to clip nostalgic stories on a family mag,
but i brew my goodbyes in the morning.

The rest are in my dreams,
For i know not the reserved taste
of a clan's tenderness.

I drift away to discover silhouettes–
of my lover from pure alloys
of twilight memories branded with tears
that tear me within, but i choose to blend in.

Two songs in my head,
One the nobler, a twist of fairy-tales,
another a sour rude and squeaky frolicking–
My teeth are gritty and that's adequate.

I toss myself with genuine forgiveness,
and dissolve the despise with me.
I have marinated over the years, & now
From the heart it has to come & go

For by the strike of lightning i relearn
how expensive a trip around the sun is,
I grab a dozen pinches of my easygoing,

For before every blurry site
that goes with the night,
I rekindle my stains every stride,
and my heart shall see the light.

©amtupu_
26.08.21

© amtupu_