we'll take sour sips from life's lush lips
coffee
,
tea
, or
me
?
30.1.10
scrape against me
(your untamed edge)
give me splinters
(bright wooden bursts)
colour outside my lines
(colourize me crazy?)
i'll be your sharpener
(keep you safe)
if you illuminate
my story with your
beautified spectrum
(back to the top.)
