why did I become limerent
when did the focus shift to/from/to/from myself
how did these bones become limerence shifted, ghostly white outlines?
ink traces pain akin to my body’s covering all show what you made me do to me
you influence
sear matter, something reminds me of it! some memories are hurt but not
because of them themselves
more the current white tracings on my limerent limbs contrast with ink
push more, into, why became..! it was alright, like the memory of inkness
bad education should become good education not visa-versa
the girls and guys take their time for when the memories become unbearable
there is musics – almost all have been felt before
i live the colours, dab and brush me watercolours oils and acrylic
add texture
contribute me, i am becoming art
yes, what happened between us,
is art
riverkin 