lacquered my dress with thick, golden paint.
shining, sparkling, golden paint.
i lacquered her face with powdered, white
cracking, puffing, white paint.
his kitchen dropped
off, a balcony,
stairs leading to places i wasn't allowed,
rooms in bright greens and mustard yellows.
you slept with me in an
dark as the midnight skies outside.
and then i
awoke, a six am slumber
the dream dripping from my weak morning fingers,