An Autumn Morning

What a color that wakes me
to remind me who I am
the one who perceives
flash explosions trace my eye
through human grey walls
and interruption
non-sensical
blowing apart right angles
and clean lines
color burst burst color burst
it can be more dramatic when it’s just a glimpse
and not a continuous blanket
they are different perceptions
different places of being
one of awe so complete that you weep
and one like a dagger
of joy that reminds about the cage.

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