BLUE

Ruin the Blue


I sat behind a desk.

The orchid exposed itself to me.

1,2,3...

Leafs < to stem < to petal < to lips.

Blue

I stood in the door frame.

A white sheet might burn.

Heater

I walked from room to room, its a blur.

Blue

A ghost shed its skin.

Blanket

A sound from the past appears.

Blues

Left, right, left - up, down - heaven or hell

Stairs

She waits for me on my instrument.

Pussycat

I play for her -- a beat.

Thump...

She runs away -

Blue


-Richard Kent-