Hello Pigment. I missed your squish- your fingers staining my favorite picture books.
I need your oily claws your head-mashing whiff the way you smile with toothy indifference
you climb over all walls I orchestrate and sit turgid with bright Grandiose on my blanched skin.
my life is your palette, you have moved in like a sloppy roommate and your haphazard possessions drape the cabinets, the chair, the sink. I love it.
you inhabit every vacancy -a bulky mass of magical “art” and no matter how much I mix your complementary colors, you appear ever so bright.
please… don’t leave me open canvased. splotch to me left and right taint any negative space barge in without pusillanimous footsteps. whip your camel hair bristles all over my pages. color me, pigment!