I sent this card out of devilment
blank other than a short greeting
and the name by which you knew me
scrawled in imperial blue ink
the missive is 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 the misty insubstantia
of separate tables*
heated til molten - what a cliché
yet delicate as powder blue glass
and included there is the unspoken other
hovering like an opalescent spectre
though once the craquelure showed through
we'd evidently all shrunk and moved away
but do not read too deeply into this
I will never again cut my wrists for you
© Laura Granby 2016
For whimsygizmo’s Poetics: Breathing in Blue
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