Paintbrushes

These natural streaks of colour
we're painting across our eyes,
the sunset orange on our lips
and the purple of surprise.

Maybe it's just a little cliche
the fakeness of our pretty masks..
polka dots and azul stripes,
facade is not an easy task.

Paint a landscape of the world,
the yellow of a sandbox land.
It's all so self enclosed, my dear,
watercolour with one hand.

Shapes and sounds and flavours
all shifting on the paper white.
Paint yourself a perfect world...
poetic image of the starry light.