Nicole Hubbard
Monochromophobe
Oh Simpleness!
I trained your mouth to
close
when we walked
on
mosquito feet(brown)
to my minced steel
cottage(gray)
We wandered…
pointing to your eyes
with a breast dismembered
–heavy
Why were crickets falling(green)
when I crawled into
the typewriter(black)
leaving crumbs
inside the breakfast table?
I thought you drove that day(orange)
I was walking down the hallway(white)
when it occurred
baby hands(blue) climbing up the hairs on my arm
“They were weapons.” the little ones told me
–scurried away when you began screaming(red)
the crumbs(yellow) in the table are chips of skin
–too rosy to catch(pink)
(we have to clean up if we want to be beautiful)
put the taffeta(purple) in the oven,
it’s going to be shiny tonight
Hurry! they have arrived…