Hummingbirds Paint My Vision

by Matthew D. Rowe

Hummingbirds

paint my vision.

 

Flutter your ephemeral

philosophies,

like sweet memories

into my ears.

 

Tweet ‘round my mind

passionate dialogues

on thoughts deviant

and

the dangers

of polarity.

 

Pluck my eyelids

full of

uncanny dreams

and

lustrous fictions.

 

Peck my thoughts,

draw my guilt-stained

practicality

and

suck my second-guessing

conscience.

 

Hummingbirds,

pluck my eyes,

peck my thoughts,

paint my vision.

 

Smother your infinite

nothingness

into me.

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