psychedelic flowers are always in bloom
a butterfly effect of plausible outcomes
i seek the surrealism, romancing the stars suits me
causation of reality, i seek the realm of truth
locked inside a magick mirror gaze
with the devil
sanguine emotions, to wither or to birth?
satin buttons & velveteen embraces
a child's plaything loved to pieces
tattered & torn but in their eyes, eternal