an ode to white

walls silenced under white

voiceless

and blind

stand testimonial

to the ebb and flow of life…

 

white white white

this inescapable sight

that paints the walls of the inner eye;

our sorrows muffled under

pangs of laughter.

fog that is white

sometimes the moon too?

silver white!

white

that dresses the skies

and our whispers alike.

white:

unred, unblue, uncolored,

white that isnt green

white the bosom of a page

studded in script

white that listens

when asked to speak

white

us washed off our sins.