when i say pink i mean a loving deity. poetry
makes for unwinding an insinuation. i am decidedly
hard to understand & obtuse for the pleasure of it. so
when i say lightning i mean ether in my hand. when
i say ocean blue, i mean the spirit in feathers, &
floating through a higher field. when i say lavish
i mean stacked rings, frosted cupcakes. eh maybe
obscurity is my trendy defence mechanism. i
guess when i say chemistry, i mean undulating
waves. when i say organised i mean a hurting world
trying to hammer out its growing pains. but listen
when i say black lives matter. i mean
black lives matter.