color me blind

maybe color with me with blinders
the smell of fresh lavender
antiseptic & cool. a light color
moving in sun. plumbago
with a red tint. the way sliced cucumbers
feel with eyes closed.\

inside there is a cave
opening into bioluminescent spires. we've
grown wings that are only visible
here, now , while we're in it.


you show me your plans. i nod
daisy on a stalk. garden of weeds
and small orchids. don't pull too many
i caution. i'd miss them.

let's take the paint you bought
with your last bit of hope
and do the wall in the pink room
into something more somber and boyish.

pitch the tent on the flat place
between stalactites and stalagmites
greeting into grin. it's good to have
a roof that keeps the water out
but still lets you feel the weather in here.


or rather, out here. did you notice
how wide and vast this cave is, plato?
we might be watching shadows on the wall
i dunno, sometimes it feels like the gods
are yankin my chain. noose around my feet

i'm stumbling and scrambling to keep up.
i'm not a bettin woman, you aint' a bettin man
so something must feel like a sure thing.
let's hope it's not just the pull of the green.



i got some nervous energy to work off.
i get out my own plans and blow off the dust.
squint cuz i'm gettin older now. i don't wanna
miss the fine print, size of a boulder.
they're a bit faded, what with the fires
and the floods and the rips i made
those times i fed some to the fire
to keep it going.

but i can see what i wanted
and it looks kinda like the buckyball
on the playground by the pool.
hexagone all nexxusseed.
let's overlay yours with mine
and see what we can do with the tangle,
maybe make a prism, where being is believing.