Black and Blue You: Poem

Black and blue you

my black and blue you

my sugary buttery

burnt piece of cutlery

bent by the burden

of mild monotony

and black and blue moons

and high browed buffoons 

and the hot air balloons

you imagine popping 

among the clouds.

 

black and blue you

my black and blue you

troubled by hazy afternoons

a slimming concoction

coming to auction

Soon this June

when the fairies forget caution

in applauding the tune of the moon.

 

black and blue you

my black and blue you

who doesn’t know who gave you the bruise

who lives life with the snooze button brew

coffee and lattes and the light of living rooms

illuminated manuscripts that cover the truth

and a black and blue bloom

of what could have been you

in springtime

awake and do

awaken and be

awakenings await my burnt piece of cutlery.

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