white.
white, white, white, white, white, white.
now the word sounds nice and weird.
nice and weird and white.
white weird.
white is weird and people like white.
everything comes from white.
white is plain.
it covers up any signs of life.
drips of white are always understood and
accepted.
white tastes salty and unforgiving.
white is too clean and it holds onto nothing.
white is your parents before you existed.
it’s grandma’s line of laundry being pushed by the wind and
the little frosted tips of trees in December.
white lies for it
always has you fooled.
