SIGHTS. CRIMSON & CHARTREUSE FROM THINE OWN COBALT EYES, a sea of blue blue & blue, a statuesque world / on the verge of order & chaos, jawbreakers & jelly beans, three little girls / the cause of his doom or his salvation.
SMELLS. fire & brimstone ; a fragrance of a father’s love, candy & musk mixing within nostrils, A BREATH FILLED WITH TRACES OF CHEMICAL X, DUBBLE BUBBLE BLUEBERRY BUBBLE GUM IS A FAVORITE.
SOUNDS. LAUGHTER ; WITH HIM OR AT HIM? DEPENDS ON THE DAY, THE POP OF A SAPPHIRE COLORED SPHERE, SCREAMS OF THE INNOCENT OR OF THE GUILTY / MAYBE HIS OWN. A SOB OF CONFUSION, THE DISTANT HOWL OF THE TRAIN TRACKS, WORDS NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN “how is he even our brother?”