I’d see beauty
my eyes turned white
your face is a color that I feel like a sound,
the last beer
spilled on my fingers in a bad pub
it was hot before it was cold
your voice sufficed
in a dark that was blind
fell deep inside
addiction for a good mind,
summer stayed for a while
something is broken,
broken
it is the world
I closed and see wrong
no heat for my own,
lips from between the lines
million thoughts
came before each bite
honey
water and hard
lost in a pond
I died and turned out alive…