Drunken Painter's Delusion
The purple moment of the canvassed dome
Pink pastel orgies like Miami in the eighties
A figure sits insignificantly on the periphery
To be of her dream is to need to be seen
In the drunken painter's delusion
If she weren't so high there'd be no coral sky
To chart our own dreams by
August 9, 2018
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