Katherine Kruger
yesterday
at 5:57 pm
our love turned
the dullest black
i’ve ever seen
the only black
it has ever turned
and i almost
threw up
all day
you’ve given me
the sickly sweet
yellow love
of attention
like rotted honey
and darling,
honey doesn’t rot
your words
have been pale
pink
but still
give me back
that
lime light
blinding sky
ever-ebbing crimson
type of love
you are not yourself
when you’re apologizing
your blood reds are
flirting with
wicked tangerines