The world whirls and twists
As sounds, smells, tastes
Rush past, race and burst! upon
The senses:
Lips quirk against
The silent whisper
Of hair? scarf? butterfly?
...The answer lost as
The dark-metal scent
Of pencils, old chairs, blood
Tumble together.
And crash...
The sweet ache hums
To the memories of tunes half-forgotten
Even as prickles of gooseflesh
Awaken to
And twist-tang-sweet-full grape

The worlds whirls, twists
O p e n s

The blindness takes me
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Original title: Blush
Now untitled