I Was Thinking.
Why Do I Live In Blue?
They Think Blue Is A Cool Color When It Is Read.
They Think Poetry Is For The Weird.
They Think Aesthetics Are For The Edgy Teens.
They Think I Will Disappear.
But It's Not About What They Think.
You Read My Poetry And
You "Think" To Understand.
You Feel The Emotions That You Think Of.
You Will See Blue And Think Of Me.
You Will Read Poetry And Think Of Blue.
You Will See Aesthetics And Think Of Poetry.
You Will Think Of Aesthetics.
You Will Think.
Are You Thinking Now?
Then You're Now Them.
Just Think.
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
