rambling

coffee and a cigarette
on a balcony
paint covered and rushed
with sudden inspiration

i chose to illustrate
the "delicate things"
girls painted blue and red
wide open eyes
wide open guts

someone told me life was hard for you
and mostly i feel guilt
incapable of creating a safer place
incapable of quelling fears
how could i?

still, failure scents the air
the smell of black coffee in my hair
smoke in my lungs
i didn't need those anyway.