@Chamomile 12 September 2020 more from that month

War

Trudge across the desert as the sunbeams diffracted off Defeating dauntless enemy hurtling through a cosmic dust cloud Lying in the trenches with a glimpse of your monochrome grayscale Iridescent puff of forever seen form our frame won’t let her take my bead A woman in Glory hole of Lake Berryessa with hidden stitches and burns Ribbon of tsunami intersecting my coastal torment searching for the point of avenge Absquatulating chaotic vows paving hindmost barrier full of scars. Turning tables down like facing sleep paralysis of defeat. Have already a ghost of my guilt ridden future. Embracing Golden Gate Bridge of eternal sunshine. Turning into myriad ways more than a game. Spotless mind chasing dandelions of competition. In a combat, we’re combatants without harness and finest sword as Beowulf. **Tossing gun powder in a battlefield to witness atomic bomb of victory** **But dwelling this kind of war is a Krypton of my tragic demise.**