| Yellow |
| Yellow is a tart lemon, The bright sun in a child's drawing, The color of my jacket When I was seven. When I was seven, Yellow was my hair as well. Yellow smiley faces Stare back at me From dead shop fimo incense burners And I am reminded of A young man named Angelo With a yellow smiley face Made of Lego's On his computer desk In Manchester Hall. Yellow tinted glasses Poindexter glasses Found in a glove compartment And I stole them. And John broke them. And he replaced them, too. The reality-enhancing glasses That made green trees greener And somehow made The sun less bright. My mother Used to think That yellow was My favorite color When I was young. And maybe it was. Yellow highlighter lines In my textbooks. Futile lines, As I still didn't Remember the information That was yellow. As if yellow Makes things Easier to remember. Why then, would they Print textbooks With black ink Yellow seems a better choice. |
| A yellow shirt And purple shorts Make my Easter Egg outfit. Yellow Gold Bond Medicated Powder And yellow ABC logos A yellow Citron bottle Gives memories Of mixing vodka And wine coolers And fun. Yellow mustard And a yellow pear, Hurts my eyes to stare At yellow. But I eat off the yellow plate And from the yellow bowl When I go home. To perpetuate The myth that Yellow is still My favorite color For my mother. |
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