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Oct 2021
as a slate sky
caught in a v-formation
of geese flying by
storm clouds surrounding me
as I float in a breeze
of unanswered whys

I’m blue
as the midnight sea
ain't no light
at the bottom
just a dessert of organisms
and darkness fills
this square prism

I’m blue
as blueberry pie
cut into pieces
served to men
I hate
till all that’s left
are crumbs on a plate

I’m blue
as robin eggs
cracked and broken
all the life inside me flown
an empty shell
sits as a stone
sandra wyllie
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