Illegible labels
morning warmupimages by SC4V3NG3R
Illegible labels
Some pseudo-seabreeze
Slaps labels on me;
Can't find the crest,
It keeps arching infinitely.
At right angles,
Dimension-split hairs prickle.
Worldscape of blurs,
Dreams powerful, yet fickle.
Was it futuristic octopi?
Or ladelled soup into a basin?
I came, I saw, I conquered,
Turned my brain into a raisin.
Bliss unthinking laughs,
Takes my torso in its grasp.
The labels flit and crumble,
Sink into the sun's red rasp.
Written by
8/10/18
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Images by
SC4V3NG3R
."Fall ScrapYard"
"Dicetopia Board"
"Spring Village"