Indigo Holiday

I am blue; thoughts downward swirl; deep purple; The rainbows I like to spin now fade, growing dim; Joy, only a yellow glow in sad mood’s onyx night; Glimmering that haunts; by fault revealing scruple, Things I don’t want to see, as I avoid a reality grim; Gritty-brown, naked, splattered! Red just for spite! Taste … More Indigo Holiday