Apr 2020
The spectrum brings
Colors and light
Shrouding those blessed
With fathomable delight.
Time passes as it will
And eventually the spectrum
Will have had it’s fill.
The colors will soon
Turn their back,
And my spectrum
Will fade to black
Colors and light
Shrouding those blessed
With fathomable delight.
Time passes as it will
And eventually the spectrum
Will have had it’s fill.
The colors will soon
Turn their back,
And my spectrum
Will fade to black
Because I am an unfixable crack,
The grass has long since turned gray,
And the overcast dyed black.
The grass has long since turned gray,
And the overcast dyed black.
