11/30/18 10:40Pm
i love my red lights
across the yard guiding me to tar
the ice crumples and sometimes squeaks
beneath these heavy feet
and i march away toward blue lights
my blue lights are perfect melancholy
and my dreams are the same now
with the occasional night terror
where i get everything i want
yellow lights are such a baseline
between braking and gassing it
it’s a hard neutral
but still best to focus to
my purple light
is my favorite hue
because instead of blue
i pucker up, hooves made of glue
and get sent off the farm