Mutation

April 5, 2018

137
Mutation
12/23/2017
 
Remember
when you
debauched
my mind?
 
The leaves you saw crinkle pleasantly,
the contributions they give to our eyes
matter to me, at least.
Even at their cycle’s end
The gift of color shakes
our shape-shifting cornucopia of cones and our conglomeration of insecurities.
 
Remember
when you
altered
my mind?
 
Yes, the November sky sets a bit early
but it still shakes us. It tints itself with
twilight as day turns to night today, tonight
Complementarity of existence
Lived through complementarity of color!
Blue and orange coalesce in your maker’s
palette so smoothly and seamlessly
And you don’t even take the time to notice.
 
Remember
when you
played with
my mind?
 
You see these familiar teardrops
Her eyes crinkle, her rosy cheeks elevate
her entire face, the lines by her eyelids
a blessed fingerprint that you memorized
and damn doesn’t it feel powerful?
This is ours.
And yes, you have noticed it before.
But did it ever occur to you that
those tear drops fall upon you everywhere
you look?
 
But remember
when you
mutated
my mind?
 
The way I see it now
If we were gone
Hundreds upon hundreds
would feel the effects
Our legacy is far too guaranteed
for you to question that
Do you feel that?
You attempt to shake our foundation
with your weapons of mass confusion
But little do you know
We’re held up by nature’s finest work
Work that I appreciate
That I remind you of
That I am grateful for
That I take the time to appreciate
That I desperately cling to
While you just wallow in your sadness
And I feel the effects of you
Do you really not get it?
Does this register
in your narrow
minded head?
Huh?
 
Remember
when I
reclaimed
my mind?
 
Don’t answer that question,
Just wallow and squirm
While I forsake you
For my own sake

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