Sunset... Coconut Milk

Inside the shell, a sweet white lie —
The advert promises paradise taste, yet
I crave the prison of a dream.
Reality came — and my world was undone.

The cap is twisted off, and clarity is slain:
This is not heaven, this is cost.
To believe, it's enough to drink your own sleep,
But I have fled the knowing of my guilt.


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