Originally posted 8/29/2010.
you say
you’re material?
I say you are
my material.
you are pale
to be written upon,
tough to be
stitched, taut to take my paint.
I’ll get on you, canvas.
no backtalk,
no ticktock or ripsnap
when the wind gets at your back.
mine, canvas, you’re mine.
I’ll sail you,
wear you,
cover you in my vision.
canvas,
when I’m done
everyone’s gonna know
who hit you.
Dark Matter 
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