mashed into being

“this was deftly whittled”
i attempted to explain

(this was muddled together)
i thought silently

“painfully molded by the hands of a master”
i continued

(drunkenly mashed into being by a failure)
i said to myself

“yes, you’re right. this is a masterpiece.”
he picked it up in awe.

I muttered, as he walked away.

(fool.. we are merely subjects of our duplicity..)

– Sheila Sea

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