I sent this card out of devilment
blank other than a short greeting
and the name by which you knew me
scrawled in imperial ink
the picture, a craquelure of glass
delicate and powder blue
the missive fairly fathomable
a parting summary for periwinkle eyes
that tease.
Deciphering code, pulling out the symbolic
after all blue is the missing colour
no longer deep down indigo miasma
of separation - more misty
like the insubstantia of separate tables* “delicate as powder blue glass
and included there is the unspoken other”
but do not read too deeply into this
I'll never cut my wrists again for you
© Laura Granby 2016
For whimsygizmo’s Poetics: Breathing in Blue
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