“A Beautiful Blue”
Just under your skin are some pretty blue lines
I would love to explore them if you don’t mind.
A beautiful blue in every way,
Perfect to play with if I may say.
I dig in to find that perfect blue hue,
Digging and digging inside of you.
But all I can find is this red, sloppy mess,
That’s covering you now from your knees to your chest.
Give me that pretty blue line right now, I demand.
You’re not helping at all, just a twitch in your hand.
I won’t give up
until I have my strings,
And the peace and joy that the blue color brings.
But each and every time, it turns an ugly red.
I just don’t understand it.
Are you playing dead?
Get up and help me.
I really want to play.
But you do not move an inch,
And not a word do you say.
I’m digging and I’m digging and I’m digging some more.
I can not take it anymore and bang my head upon the floor.
I look down on my legs and notice just beneath my skin
Pretty blue lines, I’d like to play with them.
Written on October 17, 2026