Blue Itself

Thinking back before you?
It’s like turning my mind
back before

blue itself.

Ere blue,
it is impossible to be.
The sea above

was there. A quai.
I was launched.
My eyes undone.

The thought of open
and you were there

at once,

a priori.

A blue mind of lion,

a fury

like a pencil

in a hospital.

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