Digital Breakdown

High as Eden and whiskey-tinged.
Ego singed and naked.

Cloudy sky obscures
misty-eyed
gibbous.

Cut the ribbon and watch
the auriferous
confetti.

Asymmetrical progression retrospectively candy-coated
and classified as parabolic
erotica.

Digital breakdown
scored to lo-fi
indie electronica.

I say: “it’s gotta be more than a photograph;”
and
you say: “take the needle off the phonograph; ignore the mirrors long enough to take a breath.”

Your ghost is all I’ve got left, and you say: “give it a rest, baby;” 
but it’s hard when
I’ve been such a fucking mess, lately.

Call me crazy, but
I’ve become convinced 
of
majesty and apathy
in roughly equal measure. 

Paradoxical tether
and
its the
ugliest
prettiest
thing
I ever made on
my own.

Willie Watt
07.06.17

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