Purity

What remained when the curtain fell …
Wild eyes and a wicked smile …

Ah but this is purity …
In its most natural of states …

Colour me black or neon red …
It’s all the same you see …
On a desperate canvas …

I’ve got more than a smidgen …
If you really want it …

Do you really want it?

Or I can save us both the trouble …

Quid pro quo …

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