you move like the ocean
and look like the sky at dawn
even in the morning light
i could still see stars shining
in the iris of your eyes
and when the smoke protrudes your lips
i wonder just how one so wonderful
does not like flowers
perhaps when your turn to walk on earth came
the universe wanted to create
a vessel similar to the one
worn by ancient gods and royalties
so alluring, yet indecipherable
like an artwork by Dali
copyright oceauxnic 2017
You see, I have this problem… I come across certain things, such as TV shows, books, random objects, sometimes even people and start to obsess over them.
Day and night I would think about them, look up information about them, create artwork which was inspired by them. I cannot breathe, I cannot eat, I cannot sleep because I want more of them.
This obsession, however, lasts for a very short period of time.
Infatuation. That’s what it is.
Once it is over, I no longer care about the stuff that once fueled my existence.
And that scares me. A lot. Knowing that I have become the type of person I fear most.