A chronicle of where I've been, where I'm at, and where I'm going.

free association, one

Written by

color blind

blind, to the shades

the pigment

you bleed onto me

life draining slowly

out

of you

into me

and quickly

out of me

into you

all the while we dance

hand in hand

eye to eye

we dance together

alone

together and

we grab hold of one another

in two hundred fifty seven ways

we never knew before.