A Pact To Ignore the Others

not with her she is paisley, this daring turquoise her mind is lithium I refuse to dance past my grayscale self yellow and pink hippies enter the realm imagination laughs I will save you, she says snicker snicker purple rain contradicts my ideology I note that veins of purple posies not paisley at all gather around turquoise Those veins soften her, Brown whispers. We are from a variety of countries I do not know Browns. Having never met them I pick up my pen and make a pact to ignore the others They are laughing and readily include me though We are painting the world now I am enticed and enthralled In spite of my silly resolve Having fun with these borderline strangers Within minutes I feel we have known each other all the lifetimes of our souls.