Being Blue


such a simple twist in the road

a braid to an oak

convulsion to wood…that has laid itself down

I endeavor to tone out…the tone of a word my whole journey through

just one inflection

one meaning

cuts into my tears that fall such as, dew

turning a blue sky…into a crass hue

with ease my hike becomes a formidable shade of blue

perfect is the storm…weighted down by words

blue sky…easily turned to a crass hue

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