May 30, 2009


Jotted down on the first page of a new blue-covered notebook.

This is my blue book.
Does that mean, then,
that I must always
and only
record my most depressing moments?

Or am I able to
take from it
that serene
offered by the shushing
of the waves
on the beach on a still day?

But, no. It is a royal blue.
A regal, righteous tone
that attends and
This blue
shall command my language,
ushering in the liveried letters
one by one,
to line up in ranks
where they shall fight for my freedom.

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