right side
if i close my eyes really hard, squint
pull my sweater over my head
it is like being under water
blue
the fabric both rough and smooth on my nose
but i can feel that it is blue
when i close my eyes
it is like being under water
moving slowly down stream
taking off my clothes and floating
under bridges and that blue blue sky
around bends and past fields
i hear dogs barking
but my eyes are closed
i am thinking of the colour blue
shades of blue
other colours, grey blue, green blue
someone is watching me
i can feel their eyes on my soul
but am surrounded by blue
and the blue is getting darker, darkest
where is the sky
where is the sky
i am drowning under water, blue water
am trying to pull off the sweater
i want to see the sky
light blue sky
i want to hear the dogs barking
where are they
i want to see the trees
on fire with colour
i can't imagine it
it is gone
only blue, dark blue
i am dead dead dead dead dead dead
and looking down on the blue water
the blue that is perfect
the blue that is perfect in every way
this day that is my last
as the cold arms surround me
as you walk into the distance
fade to blue
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