colorblind posted by imani , Saturday, September 19, 2009 at 3:03 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

the hues are shut from
the bruised, twisted prism
of your expectations
the vagueness throbbing
in the light of clarity
a brief, deep anguish
over shades that
define a moment
wretched
tormented
desperate
shattered
miserable
drowning in the
shapeless truth
of what we are not.