Sunday, December 13, 2015

Tastes Like Blue

I sip life and swallow regret
which tastes like blue
Cerulean blue not sky blue
It lays on my tongue
Seeps into pores
Tinged by gray saliva
Slides down my esophagus
It greets fear in my stomach
Blue becomes yellow
Small intestine waits in red fury
Black large intestine
Dissolves all other colors

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