Title: Emulsion
by Rachael from Cambridgeshire | in writing, poetry
Work? Haha.
I don't want to
Find a piece of information worse than this and I will
Trap it
Hand on heart
I will read it
Suck it
Up
Down
Down deeper and deeper into the depths of my brain
How insane
Is this?
Capture a fine work of art
In a portrait
Digitalise its brush strokes
And I will absorb
Colours, sounds
I will rip it
And you will never feel the emotions
Captured in such watery ink
Gloss or matt?
Art or Tat?
How insane is this?
The fact that the only things that sink into my brain right now are things that rebel. Something that excites me and makes me want to look furthur into it. The first verse describes this directly The last verse is how I'm only interested in what I can't quite reach.
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