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