you shut off the sun and
stole the color away.
now the sky is less than bright.
your world looks vivid—
mine is discarded shades of ambient grays.
gone are those times of
tumultuous blue/black and distracting red/black.
no more green grass or bluegrass or
white puffs smudging the winter sunset's
plucked tangerines and abusive reds.
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