I dream of you in color
whenever I dream of you
and i always dream of you
and colors surface as causes
and causes submerge me
so I can't reach the surface
but your conscious radiation
charges my luminous drowning.
In bright life we are surrounded
by ravenous colors:
the oily sheen of beetles' backs
leaving a deer's eye sockets,
your aura when you touch
the circle of darkened fur
outlining its open belly
and turn to look back at me.
Don't forget that both gray
and transparency can be painted,
though not with transparent paint.
Don't forget that as years get shorter
love matters more, the lover matters less,
that the palpable can be abstract,
that you can lie about love
to your lover, or to yourself.
What makes bright colors different?
He says one thing, she says another.
What does it mean to be saturated?
He thinks he knows, she thinks he doesn't.
Why does one color's advance
return the others to broad contour?
He thinks it is not one color.
She thinks the other colors merge.
Parade: Sequence 6 NO. 1-4 Reverse -- Mono-prints on Twinrocker paper