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topacio
Poems
Aug 2022
The Color Wheel
It's so easy to pick up a color
and dance her to bed,
he picked up blue but
prefered green instead,
he tossed her aside
and mixed her with red,
without a color wheel
he painted her dead,
I am wary of your hands
from now on she said,
I'll dance with the moon,
and then eat an egg.
Written by
topacio
F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)
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