The fine lines
that adorn his face
versus
the smirk
that spreads through the other’s.
Eyes that glisten with the ability to turn
abuse into fairytales
against
eyes that convert one mind
into one grand.
Tales
contrary to
deals.

The meeting place of land and sky
made us look at the earth flat
instead of round.
It created a magical ignorance
that turned our minds into coloring books.
The meeting of those two men
changed black and white
into red, blue, pink and green.
They saved our lives from the
splinters caused from over thinking,
and broke it down into
its true magical existence.

He pulled him
through the smog,
showed him the world
behind the earth,
took away his temptation
to sigh
and sign
the mind selling contract,
opened the doors
of his old creativity,
making him crave
new children.