poetry

Imageless pa.i

Color me a rainbow of grey,

of dust grain and whey.

Yet a leaf by side,

It is the bed I make tonight.

It can and hold all my life,

By turning it over.

I know i can blow and scream,

“Where R U,

Super Grover?”

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