take life, peel off the sheen
rearrange a few specks
tease a few facts
break a few threads
and light all the lamps

A plaque of decaying pulchritude
brought to life with rouge
no pattern - no charm - no lust
no love

- i've been ina constant state of examination since september. excruciating as of course it is. biochem day was today. tired. thought i oughta open the skylight