you, the paint chip

how odd

even quaint

you, the paint chip

that i press against the wall

and have pressed against the wall

(and maybe will press against the wall

but

hopefully not

but

probably

but

hopefully not

but

probably)

and i would like

very much

for you

to stay pressed

holding to that perfect bit

of open space

so shaped to you

and your edges

but instead you lean

outwards

peering

not want to wear uniformity

and so you will

and so how bravely

that you, the paint chip

stand out

so caught in glory

that you don't see

i could make a bag of they, the paint chips

that you don't see

i'll just strip the whole wall

and layer it fresh

with paint

that doesn't talk back

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