If only I didn't then maybe I couldn't
and wouldn't
eat rainbows with lips of fire.
I tried too long too hard too much
to share a hint
of a reality lying. A lying reality.
But most received nothing but noise.
Nothing
but the white rush of dead black nonsense.
The flames of my harsh breath
flick in my own ears.
Burning.
My face aglow in the dark of
a lack of sense.
Burning.
If only I didn't then maybe I couldn't
and wouldn't
eat rainbows with lips of fire.
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