my heard swirls
in a pool of navy blue
the colour of my jeans
i wonder if it is
the same colour i was wearing
that evening
when i floated
in pools
of myself
at the Suvarnabhumi
dark, sticky, scarlet.
this is exactly
how it was inside my head
blue and gray pools
while i fought
against my brain
to keep my eyes open.
when she finally came
all i could ask was
if i had hurt her
in a pool of navy blue
the colour of my jeans
i wonder if it is
the same colour i was wearing
that evening
when i floated
in pools
of myself
at the Suvarnabhumi
dark, sticky, scarlet.
this is exactly
how it was inside my head
blue and gray pools
while i fought
against my brain
to keep my eyes open.
when she finally came
all i could ask was
if i had hurt her
I love how this begins like a dream and then slowly becomes a little sinister. Scrambles my brain as I read it.
ReplyDeletemaybe i should explain it over an email :) soon
ReplyDeleteThat would be lovely :)
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