One Poem Every Day, Poetry

No. 213 “White-grey” 5/8/16

Pink flowers and trumpets in the sunshine.
Silver cars and gravel paths.
Pleasant people rolling away.
Can’t face the music today. We are in a silver box today.
The windows are warped I think, showing clouds on a sunny day.
Watch the clouds are bubbling, singular words expounding,
a thin layer of laughter over the hubble
and i am wearing grey today.

-zu

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