Lovely mistruth

If only every lie were beautiful like this,
Every fiction that I live with
Some abridged interpretation of
A failure framed and sanitized,
And I could let the saline breath
Make portaits of my misspent
Evenings here in tributaries
Stained with pale illusions of
A daylight wounded so to
Seep its crimson plea and
Paint a pleasing sight of sunset.

#BayBridge #SanFrancisco

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