Silver moons .
Mirrors a flatware spoon for gravity.
Handful of gold luster to the heart.
Form occurs facilely to rich flavor.
Time’s silvered hair photographed
coins and empty pockets of stain.
Behold the willow’s corrosion brightness
to the heart crying leafless browns.
Pertaining to gold, icons of rose
floors amber light of stars.
Pigment glass.
Mind’s of sanity.
Informal dress code of decay.
Offensive verbal wing’s of silence.
Sands for the enchanted paint.
Ointment for the breathing skin.
Copper mirrors, reflections haunting
the stain’s remain.
Amber cinnamon figures taunting
the snuff- colored dead.
Sepia clouds burnt sanity’s
mintage eye.
Stable needles through salt’s
seed.
Coral tears of pain.
Cursed blush of fear.
Grass consuming tanned sin.
Sienna dust-covered leaves.
The river along the shadowed valley
glazed the moonlight.
Beauty, a paragon devil
embalming fluid for the graves
and the crystals shared silver
stars breathing the night’s
tomorrow.
(Copper sweater the angel wore backwards
with neon toes)

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