give the guy with the horns a chance.
fill the void in my heart. let the waters part.
take my lands yellow for the sun & blue.
cut the heads of all the flowers.
unfurled i present the wonderful –
michaelangelo, myself
as a boy. we are
miscible, as gymnast as
acrobat. we tore
strips off
silk
fingernail of
finest,
feel.
do you mean: miscible? as in differences able to be mixed? good and evil, ineffective separately; one the fuel, t’other carburettor…(can feel the silk ripping…)
Yes, i spelt it wrong (now corrected), & yes: precisely! thanks, Dean.