Tuesday Time

Random and Frantic,
Ours is a polish
of a Mortar built church.

Pain, painting pictures
again. Grief is our nightmare, in a teacup.
Shouting possibilities, like

an x-rated Rockstar.
Courage, is yours, kitten.
It belongs to you.

Random and frantic,
a pearl necklace, laced within
a coma of a future

of endless seas of tomorrows.

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