denizens seen through
cobalt blue
we die just as the
potters do
the storm returns, the fear comes back
amid ranks of
clay on drying racks
you sent me south
you cast me out
in wilderness
held within
a jar of
scarlet
a blood-stained mouth
my absence seen in endless shades
tortured jungle and
palisades
of
irgazine and
viridian
existence cast in
cadmium
fevered, i sought
your tempered face
in every tree
nickeled vine
titanium place
and yellowed rot
the void of
onyx in darkest night
distance without a speck of white
yet memory froze in
kaolin
bright as sunlit silk stretched thin