the color red
it's all over us
in our blood
in the fire alarm, at school
that one guy who always wears the same sweatshirt, a red hoodie
red, on the flag
or at least some flags
red is on my lunchbox
it's in the back of the room
there is red, on the google chrome logo
red
what a weird color
like, really, what a weird color
red, it's the color of our blood, yet its a color we paint
on our nails
it's the color of my lunchbox, yet i see it on the fire alarm
it's the color of the back of the room,
yet it's also the color of the sweatshirt, that one guy always wears
it's the color on the flag, and yet somehow, it's a color on the google chrome logo
where would we be without the color red?
(pretty far, since we don't necessarily need the color red to be red)
but what if we could change it
something humans can do
but we can't, can we?
i as i am typing this, i am hidden
and before typing this, i was hidden
and after typing this, i shall be hidden
away from thought, and mind
sight, and making
until the sun rises up from the east,
and i am red once more
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Uninspired Writer
PoetryJust a little poetry, about having a bad time, and looking up :-)