if you were to paint my face like the night sky
would my freckles be the stars?
if you were to paint my hips like the stormy heavens
would my stretch marks be the lightning?
if you were to paint my body
would my scars glow in the dark
would they light up the world
and cling to light
or would they plunge the world into chaos
and cling to dark
if i was your canvas
what colors would you paint me?
when i knew him
i wouldn't have been blue
no, far too stereotypical
i would have been grey
no whites or blacks
only grey
the color would filter out of me like red water going down a drain
like pulling a plug
and it would seep out into this world
and plunge it into chaos
and maybe that would have been better
