《THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD》xliv - poem 4; listen to the wind, my alice
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listen to the wind
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmy alice
listen to the lime
green and white
bars of silk threads
in the concrete
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlisten to the sound
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤof wonderland of
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsummer and air
ONE. create your own manual
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤshe reached inside
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤof herself so deep
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤuntil she uncovered
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤeverything she never
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤknew she had
{BECAUSE IT ISN'T
THAT YOU DON'T
HAVE COURAGE
OR STRENGTH &
IT'S NOT ABOUT
GROWING THEM
INSTEAD IT'S ALL
ABOUT FINDING
YOURSELF}
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤit's a leap of faith
that's the only thing it is
*generating manual*
1. imagine blue gray bubble gum pink streets cleansed with boba rains where cats and dogs sleep on sunkissed roofs painted with bliss
2. imagine rabbits holding copper watches running down mazes of rabbit hole tunnels to get to work on time
3. imagine poker cards becoming alive, painting white roses pink and gray and coral
4. imagine sunflowers on the moon falling down into the ocean to form islands of evermore euphoria
5. imagine rosemary dancing on mint and lemon tea with a surface of laughter ripples from the tea party
6. imagine spring kissing autumn in a union that neither could have imagined
7. imagine pastel greens and yellows and pinks swirled with faded blues and grays and auburns
8. imagine cakes oozing with milk and honey and cherry sauce
9. imagine turning so small that the trees seem like skyscrapers and the petals floating down the river like boats and the water lilies and poppies like balloons fingering the charcoal stars
10. believe
TWO. it's all a leap of faith
her heart whispered
to her mind until
her atoms engraved
her own instructions
inside her dna
ㅤㅤㅤㅤmy sweet child,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthis was what you were bㅤoㅤrㅤnㅤto do
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