Saturday, April 23, 2011

"i got the blues," a poem

Written 9/20/96 for Amanda, found yesterday in a box I was sorting. Happy Birthday, sweets!

i got the blues
blue is the color of the tv rays that shine on your face in a dark room, tracing the contours of your face
blue is the color of my toenails (still) because I thought it would be cool if we matched
blue is the color of our jeans, pressing together as we sit close and watch Seinfeld on the couch
blue is the color of the sky, all around us as we're lifted high by the ferris wheel
blue is the color of my shower curtain
it's of no particular relevance, but it's blue
i got the blues
i like the blues

1 comment:

  1. Love. I remember that ferris wheel, and wondering if you were going to kiss me for the first time.