that is all the rain-world knows
a palette tainted by torrid prose
but still, that’s the way it goes
even as erotica draws to a close
the world still shines in shades
of grey, not fifty, but thousands
each nuance painted by another hue
unlimited and endless /
then the sun breaks through
and all the shades of grey
are turned to colour and to light
until time comes when day is done
and blackly falls (twi)light
(not my finest work… i also wrote a shockingly awful sestina today, but let’s not even go there. but STICKING TO THE PLAN.)
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