Blue Room

the sounds of winter float in from the distant past, when there were… others

Orange Room

in autumn silence what wasn’t comes to new life and i inhale lies

Yellow Room

worn out compressor a crummy chair and the world’s last copy of DOS

Purple Room

in the future i will write meaningful poems about purple rooms

Gray Room

i can’t afford this maybe you can, i don’t know — invite me over?

Brown Room

cigar smoke stale past gentlemen gathered here to tell lies and drink well

Dark Room

the stage has been set a journey through the seasons one room at a time