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Aug 2015
watermelon rinds
and
osprey eyes
float down from a pink and blue sky

kiwi peels
and
albatross heels
surface around a pink and blue wheel

walk, run, turn, keel
the colors bleed and it's hard to see what's real

olive pits
and
garbage spit
chugging liquor in an attempt to feel

white washed
blank walls
seeing pink
seeing blue
coating the barriers down iris halls

watermelon rinds
and
osprey eyes
floating down from a pink and blue sky

*I look up and feel alive hoping these colors never run bleed or
dry
B Young
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B Young  Philly endlesswanderjahr
(Philly endlesswanderjahr)   
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