Of Late…

Tired, of late, of life,

Tired, of late, of living,

Tired, of late, of different colored stripes…

Tired also of polka dots & wavy lines,

They have had and will have their own time,

Tired of pinstripe suits, velvet, & stuff not too cute,

Fabrics of cloth, neon so bright, color’s they come,

Reflecting with light, unable to see in the darkness of night…

Yellow police tape does reflect, tells us all of to carefully reject,

Signs of bright lights and pictures so we might, find ourselves,

Find what it was we were looking for, our lives, our kites…

                        © ed – 5/11/04