Metol with phenidone
Dimezone and hydroquinone
Dilute the silver halides
That which hid in the light
Revealed now in the darkness
Tainted silver is immediate
So swift in its arrival
Acetic acid halts the war
Between the darkness and the light
Suspended in time is the blood of hues
Soaked into the spectrum
A discrepancy of grays
A trio of chemicals
The sodium brothers
Strips the animosity
From the hearts of warring opposites
Rendered harmless are the armies
Cradled in di-hydrogen oxygen
Wounds are gently cleansed
Treaties made in congregations of contrast
Separate chronicles made into a single kinship in sight
From the war-zone
Emerges a beautiful harmony
A composition of history
Forever captured
Etched in the landscape
A portrait of actuality
Interpreted in perceptions
Art birthed from symbiotic ingenuity
Exposed by means of chemistry
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"The mind is full of twisting turns and winding processes of thoughts. It is our job as artists, as writers, to navigate these paths, not to dictate them into straightness"
