Starla tastes of strawberries «
Without meaning
"These of living emanate a formidable light"
A mockery of this spectrum against rose coloured walls.
Supposed wisdom in the patterns I leave against his knowledge
-this is all I could ever amount to.
Repeat it for your love, your pains, you loss.
Repeat it for all its worth; this coil.
It grows ever more bitter with each new prayer
And there is no death to look forward to.
*first line borrowed from Kenneth Patchen
1- Anstey
on Sep. 27 - Edit · Delete
in L2, i read 'coloured' as 'covered' -- just thought that might interest you. I thought the first stanza is better than the second - on the strength of the images and it's more implied angst rather than the clearly defined second stanza.