blue

by on October 22, 2022 :: 0 comments

I like it when people say ‘blue’.

And not preceded or followed
by anything
else.
Just the word
by itself
offered in

observation.

The soft skull of blue’s b
warms itself
in
lue’s
blanket

blue:
like a baby set inside a basket

blue:
like a basket too near to the sea

the gentle
ness of which
sets blue

adrift.

I don’t know
how it is
I get

Anything

done.

editors note:

Distracted by what falls out of the blue. – mh clay

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