Bookstore Poem #371. Greyscale

I saw a phrase about either a colorless land or a land without color earlier today. Danged if’n I can find it now, though…

A land without color
does exist

Its population changes
every day
according to who has departed

I am a new citizen
of that colorless realm

Everything here
is subject to verification
and thoughts and prayers

and the order of time
skips around
without warning

(27 August 2018)

 


 

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