Color Theory
︎︎︎︎︎ Atsushi Ikeda
︎ Aug 31, 2023
Oh blue was
A dangling regular here but found it
Too easy to talk forever.
And red was keen to pull the strings
On every lark the dying sent me on–
Oh I’ll wear your shirt till the sun eats through it!
Then grief set spinning the verdant clocks
All wound a few paces
Before any heart.
Things were green and then you counted
Things are green, but the numbers loosed
Like phosphenes throw your pages
In the sky.
A dangling regular here but found it
Too easy to talk forever.
And red was keen to pull the strings
On every lark the dying sent me on–
Oh I’ll wear your shirt till the sun eats through it!
Then grief set spinning the verdant clocks
All wound a few paces
Before any heart.
Things were green and then you counted
Things are green, but the numbers loosed
Like phosphenes throw your pages
In the sky.
Atsushi Ikeda is a writer/musician in Montreal, whose work has appeared in Apocalypse Confidential, new_sinews, ergot., The Ex-Puritan, petrichor, and more.
Also by Atsushi: Beep