Blue Screen
i started a painting
in black and white
and grey snuck in.
A bold move
would have been
to water color
the background blue.
Timing is everything
and then it's not
quite the same.
No cause or offense,
no defense,
colors get blurred,
awashed in blue.
A blue outlook.
Good always wins.
Your puppet needed
no introduction
into my painting.
No ping time outs
or socket errors.
The blue screen.
Grey is always shadowing
my painting
with half tones
and half-truths.
The absence of you
and the residue
of a good time.
Reptiles and fossils
troll the canvas.
I finished painting
yesterday.
Black and white
and grey snuck in.
A bold move would have been
to water color
the background blue.
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