blue is everywhere
but
like a mirage
the closer i get to it
the less it exists
by the time i reach out to touch
it's gone.
blue is my intimacy with absence
it is the colour of tired distances
of fading separations
of unrequited loves repeating on endless loops
blue is where things
are left half unsaid
where a lifetime of seeking
seeking leads to not finding
in blue, i know
but i know not how i know
or why i know
or what i know
or even that i know
a dull thud
emanating from a wise heart
always indicating possibilities
without ever uttering a word
blue.
