The Disconnect
Eyelids flutter,
White canvas shutters,
Open to the work around,
Close these windows,
And I dream of sin and slave.
I'm red underneath,
But I hide it with parchment,
And nod my agreement.
When light meets dark,
And the villain shakes hands with the lamb,
Is when you'll know who I am.
Copyright © Mu Di | Year Posted 2021
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