A Fox's Tail is Called a Brush
There is the room I will pretend does not exist, for now. For now that room does not exist. Really remember colors reflected in pools of water. The marshaling of evidence. Cats of what colors. A spectrum. Color to describe the cat that is down. That cat that is to the side. With one eye. What is scratch made up of? A florescent rhibisom is working on figuring it out. Figuring it out in a mouse's mind. I break up all the leaves into bits. I am hard at summer. Let the music loud! I can have a color in my mind and I cannot make it. How do you make a mirror? I want you to understand. Do you understand me? I understand. They understand. You understand. I hope your summer is being a good summer. Grasses and radios. Get archaic. A hunter looking for a streaming blue. You were in the weather. You idea. A not new idea. A room. I got home and my door was blue. It was a fox and a picture of you.
Copyright © 2012 by Emily Pettit. Used with permission of the author.