grey

Black shoes

Lipstick the color of a sky

A sky, a broken sky

Smudged by rain and dots of white

Gray stumbles through

The desolate landscape

Wishing for a wish

A wish that it could wish upon

To leave

With black shoes upon

Gray feet

Sky-blue lipstick

Eats food, material tangible food

From a fork made from gold and copper

Zinc pennies too, are

Fakery, fakery, fakery

Just like the wish

That doesn't exist

Not at all over there

Or even over here

The same gray lies lay and lie

And the same gray will follow.

Over, under, and over again...