singular devotion
to a secondary color
your green and purple shirt
reminiscent of a bad st. patrick's day stomach ailment.
you poked at your transistor radio
bobbing your head with news reports
as i watched the tag on your dirty, green, paisley hat flit about.
your necklace of toenail clippers positively sparkled
in the morning sun
i long to be your complementary hue.
No comments:
Post a Comment