In Color

grain grey and silver light

I sometimes dream in black and white

flash paper film, flimsy

flames flicker, monochrome whimsy

and I am the tinder

ashes fly, cigarette cinder

I collect at your feet

please do finish your whiskey neat

I will watch you imbibe,

classy bastard good with a gibe

upon the floor my eyes

a million, in your own mine spies


I scream in color


Published by Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor, and co-founder of Indie Blu(e) Publishing. Co-founder of Blood Into Ink, and Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen.

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