Pink and Orange Peaches
A stranger in
the stairwell,
it was the
beginning,
it is when
I couldn't finish.
Ampersand,
your face
inside the lines
of my hand.
Your face
outside my
cataract.
too many
trashbins
full of the things
I could never
convey.
Another 90’s
ballad to make
the fingertips
seem like colors,
peach, orange,
and pink.
We are an open
parenthesis,
Blue sequins,
a great mathe—
matical sequence.
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