Sunday, December 13

rainbows in the grey.
rainbows in gasoline puddles.
rainbows in flies eyes.
rainbows in butterflies.
rainbows in creeks.

i'm closing my eyes and embracing every color, every fleck of a spectrum that can heal an 1/8 of a heart.

can i just stay in these primaries, and never dip a finger in the grey?
i just want to stay in a rainbow and let everything else pass on.



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