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

and 

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

but

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