archetypes (2)

blue on the gold that was the day,
green on the heart that wants its way,
gray on the white that fades in cells,
locked in the tales that no one tells,

right with the lines that won’t go left,
up because down takes too much heft —
these are the patterns of a pride
tasting the cyan eyed inside

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