for Allen Ginsberg
i am not blue.
i am a sunflower of more than
one color.
though i hold too much water until
i am green,
i am not blue.
i am a red kettle boiling over.
that is not me whistling this
is a primal scream.
i am dented irrevocably
and i hold too much water until
i am rust.
i am not blue.
i am a sunflower of more than
one color.
oh mother you were meant to be
enriching earth not polluted dirt,
i choke as they pull
another petal
another petal
another petal
another petal.
i am not blue.
when i die-
you will be the one to whither
and I will live inside the sky.
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