i.
one thing I think is how I never thought I’d be like this
purple black dark blue cream
I wake up and remember
my two fingers and how another one
has sprouted up
next
to them
and I wonder why it deserves
to be there
dangling, so small
so different
its white bone shines
through the pink skin
and asks me who I wish to be
ii.
we sit on the bench
and talk about cancer
we talk about things
that will give you cancer
two things
cellphones
and newly constructed buildings
turqouise
pine green
pale pink
how joyful it is
to get to know
someone other
than myself
iii.
it never ceases
to amaze me
how simple
complicated things
can be
the three
ways to consider
the view
from this tower
the colors of mountain
of earth
and of sky
pale blue
eggshell
gold
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