Colour

Somewhere I read

write the truest thing you know

so I decided to have a go

as time ticks towards an imaginary

dead line

Fine, I’ll try:

We are all gonna die

Might as well enjoy the ride

but are such truths the same

for you and I

No… that’s not right

questions can’t be true

and we all see different hues

Or tints, or shades of grey

And in that vein

Nothing is true

but the visceral physical form

where ordered noise is the norm

Where we are strained and torn

As the forces flow

So here’s the truest thing I know:

Life is just painted snow

#poetry #mortality #colour