the streets are crowded with all the dust
so pass me the knife, if you must.
i'll give you roses the color of blood
and carve you upside-down rainbowsafter the flood.
we'll shoot the stars and reign them in,
stare at them until the madness begins.
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I scribble a lot in reverse and play with words so much I think they have temporarily abandoned me like a lover scorned.