Saturday, April 4, 2015

gene simmons' air hockey table

i hadn’t seen him in years
and he looked so much older

i asked him how many crayons 
would it take to
color the whole world blue


how many different blues are there
i’d guess maybe fifty, but what do i know
it’s been years since i hung myself in my bedroom
from the doorknob of the closet


i’d want the biggest box they had
fifty blues would be nice 
i could really match the color to each
glorious day

full of sun
my arms lying in the grass
open to new suggestions

my blue skin against
the gray skin of the morning
unbuttoning my shorts

one button at a time so
the whole class could see
and then filling in the blanks

with all the leftover colors