COLORS OF JULY
RED is what she said
As hands that never tire
Pluck tender coals
To cast the ORE
Of the hammer to crack
The broken wheel
Grinning at the sky
Ants scurry to chase
The grace of shadows that
Cast cool silhouettes and
Hues of RED
7.2.24.00003 HOD OGE
ORANGE dots and spots of
sidewalk chalk as
Dogs squat with piercing eyes over
The steel rain guard
The rust of the industry
Drips into the gutter
A copper finger so filthy
No one could love it
Not even a mutha
2:01pm HOD BK 7.1.24
GREEN
PETALS WAIT AS BEAMS BREAK
DEWY DROPS APART
LULLING THEIR TIRED EYELET
TO QUENCH THE THIRSTY MUD
SLENDER ROOTS CREEP IN TINY
INCREMENTS NEXT
TO EARTHWORMS
AND SQUIRRELS BURROWS
FROM LILLY PAD
TO LICHEN
AND MOSS TO
GREEN EVERGLADES SLURRY
FROM CANOPY
TO FIRMAMENT BELOW
GREEN
11:32am YARDIE 6.30.24.0000003 OGE
VIOLET
VIOLET TIPS OF TULIP
DRIPS AND PUDDLES
ON PUTNAM THAT JIMMY’Z
DOG MADE AGAIN
THE BREAD IS FRESH
BUT THE PRICE OF
FLOUR AND OIL STAY STEEP
AS SAPPHIRE EYE CAST SMILES
THROUGH ANCIENT
STAINED GLASS TEETH
THE HEART OF PURPLE
GLORY ON THE CARD
IS ODD
BUT SO
IS THE
VIOLET BALL
10:56am NYU NYC 7.2.24.000003 OGE
Blue
Tiles fish platelets and rays coveted dismay
ELLs prone lurched as URCHINS spines unwind ALGEE and PLATYPUS papyrus siren’s beckon call roll in ORCA and SEA CUCUMBER clamor PUFFER’S at BAFIN BAY
Cold torrent trust over straits and PENGUINS gate WALRUS tusks sink vessels as lesser vassals of MACREL, SNAPPER, FLUKE and GROUPER slap the flailing sailors bailing BLUE buckets of CHUM and DUCKETTS too shiny to be mined in ocean beds were OCTOPUS GARDENS are REEFS that have old teeth TOO HUMBLE to MUMBLE back LAUGHTER over the claps of tiny GULLS picking CLOWN FISH from SHALLOWS so clear BLUE reflecting the under from the sand and rock that keep the BOX JELLY cozy and lonely LIKE a TIGER SHARK swims back up the canal in a VOW to somehow sniff out and BITE the RIGHT one who HARPOONED his brethren GATOR while cackling like HILLBILLIES chugging warm BUSCH BEERS out of a BLUE COOLER half over flowing with CATCH and the snouts of COPPERHEADS that slink over the rail
THE DEAD WOOD of the flooded floor below the BLUE blanket that hangs all the CATFISH and TICKS back when TIMBER RATTLERS all charge the beach at SUNSET
BLUE as ABOVE and BELOW and the NOTE we summon and LIVE LOVE KNOW AS NONE OTHER or the interval we command the tiller with in the GALE… Athe eye of MOBY DICK blinks again before thinking which one them to EAT FIRST…
FOR the OCEAN is a JUNGLE and the LAW of ORDER as such shall make WEAK into FOOD to sustain a BROOD as this the WAY as tides turn slowly to MERMAIDS and DREAMS I CHOOSE TO SEE… BLUE
5:06am YARDIE HOD
7.4.24.00000003
OGE IZU
INDIGO
INDIGO BLIND
GAZING WITH EYES SLAMMED SHUT
WANDERING AS A MOLE TO THE HOLE
BUT AS A MAN IN THE HEATH OR DESERT
OR SEA ALONE TO PONDER THE SOUP OF POINTS OF LIGHT ABOVE THAT ARE ALL SO FAR OFF YET GLEEM LIKE A BILLION SUNS OF INDGO HUES SHE USED TO TAKE THE SHINE INSIDE US AND GUIDE THROUGH CHOPPY WATERS AND PUT ON A WHITE KNIT BERET IN MIDTOWN WITH A FROWN AND IDIGO WENT IN MY HEART AS THE TRAIN ROLLS TO THE BLUE TUBE WE USED TO HOLD HANDS WAITING FIR ANYTHING ANYWHERE TO TRANSFORM OUR MESS INTO A GEM WE KNOW AND ALWAYS HOLD GLOWS IDIGO
5:14am YARDIE HOD
7.5.24.0000003
