All The Pretty Colors
Phosphorescence
Changing hues
Unmarked terrain
An aurora borealis
No landmarks you can use
Each step a mis-
People live through
This
I paint over my window
Covering rejection
Codependence
Victimhood
From my own side
On the other side
Everything
Looks just the same
Panoramic chaos
Glowing with energy
Enough to drive you crazy
Bleeding from my brush
Vivid oranges and greens
Rose and mauve and aquamarine
Diamonds and azure
Crass and pure
I stand humbled
Hushed
Nobody lives through this
Within my bubble
I can’t imagine
A universe
Without me
How could there be
These pretty colors
Were I not here
To see