liquid shades erratically dripping from the stretched canvas of an empty sky above in the clouds his brush is slipping tumbling fast, drinking solace dry
soaked up by jaws hunger, a plague of its own infecting the earth, life forming from death a clearly chaoticcolorful cyclone stumbles out of its every breath
it continues to recklessly invade then stops, shyly glancing over its shoulder bliss embraced it, smiling unafraid mountains, oceans, and stars in a smolder
you asked how it happened and I told you hush for...