You bring color to my life.
What once was clad in analog grey
Now floods with vibrant hues
With swirls of reds and greens
Filling my world to the brim
With digital color.
It seems as if
Maybe only for the vibrant moment,
That everything will turn out fine
That I truly am as safe
And as harbored here as you claim.
And as those honeyed words
Spill from your familiar lips,
For a second I catch a shadow
A glimpse of the truth within your mutterings.
For a second I feel as if
I understand what you’re saying,
Really, truly, wholly.
Not in the half-hearted partial way
That every mortal understands something
As vast and as old as you,
But in the glimmering way
The vibrant and bursting way that you do.
Perhaps in the way that one-eye himself hung himself out
For nine days and nine nights for.
But along with the lingering of such a beautiful picture
comes innate madness and hysteria
So as soon as it’s gone,
As soon as the fleeting image slips
Through the crevice in my mind
I am glad for its passing
as much as I find myself yearning for its return.