This is faultless. Stunning piece from Candice ๐ inspired by one of my favourite songs too.
Depression era pink
glasses breaking
into cubes of falling ice
marbles hitting concrete where hard
should never be
we are soft crinoline and chiffon
we are baby powdered and tight wigs on
to march and strut the catwalk of the world
masks and smiles glued straight
for nothing is as it appears
my love
our bottles of time have used up
their sand
the touch of summer burns my hand
beaches and cocktails and empty bar stools
I saw myself there once
I was looking for you
driving in circles
speeding through rain with the top down
we cut our hair, we changed the locks, we left
the light on
listening for the sound of aching
as it crested the hill
driving too fast at night
slick wheels, slow eye movement
the lament of everything on mute
beauty doesnโt exist in the world
when your heart is carved hollow and
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I so agree. An amazing poem.
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