coloring at the dining room table
what shade of red shall we paint the town
barn or cherry or crimson or rally
it matters not
not as long as we’re out of the house
do you remember how we’d paint the sky
the rainbow’s spectrum our palette
— robin egg blue my favorite
purple haze yours
the canary the daffodil the sun itself
none of them cowardly
fresh & bright as a cloudless day
brave & daring like dapper dan
without the moon the night is pitch black
an off-white candle or flashlight
simple replacements
once the power inevitably goes out
march two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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