Colorblind

Posted: September 29, 2010 in My Poetry
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Ty n Karlee

I see the world
with dog’s eyes
now.

It’s all
shades
of grey.

I can’t see you.
I see around –
strange shimmers
in the shadows.

The baby waves
and says “Hi Ty”
but you’re invisible
to me.

Hidden
from my dry gaze;
faithful as a dog’s.

I don’t cry anymore.
It doesn’t bring color
to my world
or wash away the black;

just makes my face
wet canvas
for someone else’s
paint.

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Comments
  1. Karla says:

    “I don’t cry anymore.
    It doesn’t bring color
    to my world
    or wash away the black;

    just makes my face
    wet canvas
    for someone else’s
    paint.”

    Brillant

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