Sprint a Mile

Lemons and guava, love; and fairytale dreams; for topaz pain;
And topaz joy: a box of colors. Such fuchsia eyes: and mantra
Tears; and forever stood still; and time collapsed. I found you
In a hummingbird—spinning; and mockingbirds gawked;

And I played the penguin; and thus, the love: such passive
Love. So many inside tones; and born to clash; and heaven
Weaves; and God irons. I’m a legless spider—spinning webs:
What is such fate? A mirror turned dragon: a man saw

Himself; but every smile an orange robin; and every thought—
A mongoose. I fault the knowledge: for those that know; and
Such a loss: to always know; but leopard eyes—a pulse of
Flame; and troubled palms—a melted mask; and yet to love—a
Wealth of guile; and yet to see—a must ignore; and soul to
Voice—the voice of souls: a feral fruit: a fallen scroll.