trois
she was his oblivion.
when he was invested in her, he was only invested in her
and he was unconscious of the way he was shattering her.
she was his state of not knowing in which he couldn't fathom how to shape her
so she was beautiful
how to make her look like
his sculpture
like
his muse
she was his porcelain oblivion.
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