Paint Schemes and Lurid Dreams
I Colored her eyes with blue tip markers, and fed those paper lips with lead smirches. Vampire kisses dotted amid a frail frame clipped and cropped with silver sheers. Paper cuts and smudge thumbs of ink. Artistic hearts taped from low drifting dreams until the balloon of imagination is nipped. A splash of paint and words inundates us with persistence and creative intoxication. I ply a superb tolerance. Sip from mainstream minds to be poisoned. Sip from the hands of eminent grave dwellers and prosper. I too drank the elixir of death brewed by Poe.
-Mitch Green
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