Day 446

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