Color Frenzy

I need to finger-paint

Like I used to;

Go fucking crazy.

 

Fire hydrants the color of public pool floors,

Shimmering in the sun,

Dotted with flecks of flaxen

From teenyboppers, splashing,

Framed by myrtle sidewalks

That melt off the canvas.

 

I want to smudge her face

Of mauve clouds absconding from

A single cracked mason jar

Brimming of rose petaled skies.

Drench my hands in bubbling color and

Drag my knuckles through her oily eyes.

Thwarting a limit until

I add a drop or two of

Violet, milky tears to finish the picture.

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