Plagio

I took the bean sprouts from my hands and found a shrouded place to hide them, in a tame hole by the gummy tree where I would lay for hours in the quiet of the forest, wondering about you, baptised under diamond sunlight. To this very day I still remember how the rays of blazing sun splintered and dashed through me, how the echoing songbirds warbled vibrant magic, but I never did return to the moon harvest. Time fleeting and time immemorial. 

The earth has crumbled around me. Love has forsaken me. I have tried my hardest to look past it, but I can't see beyond the clouds. Shadows drifting. Endlessly drifting. I come back to the surface to breathe, but the waters drag me back under stormy waves. The desire consumes me. I give my body to you in small dosages and you leave me empty. Wistful and longing for clandestine hours. I put down my Taklon brush, fuzzy with the blue haze of acrylics. Warm goo splattered and stars reduced to fine dust on the canvas. The lingering taste of rabbit and wine glows with all the beautiful things I ruined, my faithful memories interlaced like ribbons, like scenes from a movie. When I look back I see dark clouds brooding over the unholy sky but the moment is peaceful, the moment is peaceful.