Gray, the New Norm


The wind is behind me, today.

The sun has gone awry.

Inch upon inch…accumulating gray.

This, the pigment of nothingness.

Opens up to all I lack.

Inevitable is all around and somber.

‘Not good enough!’ becomes less fiction…more of a fact.

How simple it would be to fade into monotony.

Colorless being the spirit of the bland.

White light disgust the lay of the land.

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