Thursday, April 20th, 2017

zimena: A stack of books (Misc - Books)
Just a tiny something from yesterday/today. I started writing this as an attempt at Instagram-sized poetry, but it refused to fit or look good as that. Somehow the text refused to copy itself back out of the web-app I was using at the time, and so I had to type up what I had from memory today. I can see that it turned out slightly different than what I started working with, and it also expanded a bit today, so I'm happier with this version than with the half-formed one from before.

Colours/Red

If moods had colours
Vibrant and clear
Like that single drop of blood
Against pale skin.
A mirror of pain.
Relief.
Or pain-relief?
Then I wonder why
Blood is always red.
Always the colour of danger.
When it should be
Solid like a pearl,
Transparent like glass.
The colour of a rainbow.
Like that blur of emotions.
It's keeping inside
Of itself.
And for a while
Away
From me.

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