The Grace of Entropy by 0Pama0
"Your mother is a hurricane without an eye, blinded by emotions and destructive.
Yet, you're the calm after the storm. Settling down to clean up her mess.
She is chaos and you are order, but you two make it work. You make this sick dance work, circling around her so she doesn't destroy what little you have left.
I'm cutting the music, I'm breaking the instruments. Every string she has on you, every note she's yelled at you-- I want you take a bow, you're done.
I cutting the music now."
#TillyL #JuroS
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27 Dec, 2020, 9:06 pm
(description continued b/c for some reason the full description isn't showing...-_-)
A poem based on Juro's love for Tylia. Her life is a bit of a mess.
28 Dec, 2020, 12:09 am
This is beautiful!
I love the metaphor,
and the picture in and of itself makew me think of ice skating with fairy lights
28 Dec, 2020, 12:21 pm
@cleric yay! Thank you! *happy noises* I don't do poetry often, let alone draw something along with it, but I thought this was one was a nice piece ^u^