Monday, April 3, 2017

Grey Anomaly

Dear Anomaly,

I want to live by black and white. Simple. Clear. Balanced.
But I love the greys.

Therein lie the curiosities and the beautiful
Haunting fog of emotions and unforeseen sparks.
I preserve the brilliance and luster within
Because I cannot bear to release anything short of perfection. 
But brilliance is not perfect; it’s truth—
And luster is not perfect; it’s life. It’s light. It’s me.

I cannot expect to be black and white.

If I am only intentional than I will filter what could be.
Perfection aside, I long to embrace the authentic me,
Creams, greys, and smog combined, to paint my world
In neutral. Even in the smudges I will be seen.
In an Epistle to myself, I will be heard.

Brilliance and luster. Dearth and shadow.

And I will drink my unfiltered loose-leaf tea of
Earl grey, lavender, and rosemary.
Take out an envelope and pen, and then
Ruminate.
Let the herbs infiltrate my system as I meditate on the
Aromatic sweetness.
Herbs transform into a cluster of charcoal words,
Earnestly transferred to blank pages to be folded then
Enclosed.

Star-like imagery. Dark interior.

I love the greys. Complex. Hazy. Eccentric.

But I want to live by black and white.


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