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i am unimpressed by color
more to me means nerve twinges

and pressure--

so night vision is the best way I see you

ubiquitous hands, streetlight silouettes

the expanse of my chest still

debating its pace

as you wrangle a pen
as your lips release word dioxide.
my alluring serpent,
more innocent than olfactory vanilla
yet deeper than a well of discarded poetry.

when they tell us to

be more civilized
to tuck in and to see

their uninspired colors,
i will drench my body with the palettes of dreams.
i will engrave your skin with my teeth
and pierce their skulls

with bullets of recycled silver spoons.

they will convict us.

drain us into some
prosaic lake.