Colour Theory

maybe

there’s no

black and white

~

merely labels

accumulating all colour

to absence of all

~

tick the box

there’ll be no logic

no right or wrong

when you’re with me

~

sharing

communicating

birds calling moons

painting sunrises

together

~

one

with love

believing

trusting

each other

~

I want

to start

a new religion called

maybe

~

colour theory

~

Heart Ache

postpartum

spontaneous coronary

artery dissection

~

I held our newborn

watching you

~

surrendering, she asked,

“what’s this all about?

closed my eyes, sighed,

“become comfortable in doubt.”

~

tubes, machines

fast-forward-etch-a-sketches

seismographic skyscrapers

~

so hard

to talk

much easier in code

~

Heart Ache

Heart Ache

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