Magenta

longing for winter, longing for cold bike ride through the snow
blinded by darkness
summer flows to the cemetary — slow
pink versus black — black versus magenta
this picture of you
just melts in my agenda
while seasons you know
yes, seasons change, you know
with the flow
days just shorten
days just glow
this fire keeps us warm
while this storm will uncover
our secret place called
the cemetary dawn
pink versus black — black versus magenta
this picture of you
just melts in my agenda
while seasons you know
yes, seasons change, you know
(Look left.)
with the flow
(Look down.)
(Look up.)
(Look right.)
(You're camoflagued by a wall of blue.)
(Red womb … turn the world magenta …)