cataclysmically altered perceptions
in rattling indigo, and violet digestions
in this innocence and affection;
it’s more than a world, a universe projection.
consuming in every direction,
but i can’t look away; phased
and fleeting correction
bare and now stripped of my little protection;
I am purity, enthralled with every reflection.
if you were me you’d understand
but you’re not
so you never can.