Sunday 13 March 2011

Spring colors' strike

Emptiness
Long sought
Turned out to be
Unbearable

It all happened this morning
When Red knocked on my window
Informing me that all spring colors
Decided on a sit-in, on the porch of my house

I look outside
Everything is grey
Even White and Black
Are joining the strike

In a world where colors are undermined
What would change if they actually disappear?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

white and black the lover's loss
our bodies tangled in blue longing