Silver sheen, part-blue, with one part black
That, small amounts of white, hijack.
Slivers, shades of darker and lighter
Wax and wane, in order, to brighter.
Shivers, black and blue, will come for you
When mixing and matching a mismatched brew.
River of true colors, as immiscible
As the false ones inadmissible.
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Thither: how long it takes your eyes to dry
Tells me how high your saint will fly;
Shrivel: how long it takes your dyes to dry
Tells me how your lies will die:
Wither: if it be slow and torturous,
Then take your place in Tartarus.
Giver: if it be quick and painless, too,
Then you can seek the light you're due.
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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My substrack at https://substack.com/@drdileo
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