life is monochromatic
in the daytime sun
all is blue
drowning in it
it eats at my mind.
the moon
brings music
and my beloveds
to me on gentle celestial winds.
why is there this duality
this horrible duality
and why won't the rains
just wash me away
the numbness grows on you
indian paintbrushes
on the trees
but the rains
won't wash me away
