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HUSH
By Bronwyn Farkas
I quiet your mind
With a kiss
A rebirth in rain
Our hands meet again
Soft and scarred
We’re a watercolour painting
Hanging by a needle and thread
A seamless canvas
A needless finishing touch
We’re selfish art in a crumbling museum
I drown out the stars’ condescension
With the sound of my breath
A humble effort
Shivering to keep time
Cold and careful
We’re an L.A. dream
Clinging to our good intentions
A golden boy
A silver screen
We’re an untimely conflict in an ill-advised plot
Tell me the story
With a kiss
A mosaic masterpiece
Our lips meet again
Blue and broken