No Preface

My turf war was over. You want to write
your will in blood. My prodigy has collapsed..

New vistas are steamy colored dreams. I was
searching for my lost silver coin. Were you empathetic?

I will not count all your sins. Life is
altering every day. Small things are becoming big.

Waiting for a defining day? I believe in
pluralism. I don't want to hear myself.

The grey wall was surreal. You
cannot paint the brown bears dancing.