Blue
from my field journal, circa 2016
blue
he said baby “why you so blue”
and i laughed and he cried
because he really thought i was blue
if i could draw it out for him
paint my eyes a color
just like the twilight
when the moon and sun are low
then maybe he would see
he needs me to be blue
the nighttime is when it’s better
when lovestruck fools can have 99 cent loving
and forget that they are blue
me? i don’t need any loving
but he knows when i lie
truth is he’s the lovestruck fool
that’s just why he cried
because i know i’m blue
but these fools do not
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