Color

It's hard to know what to say about color

It's a thing that is soft to express

It's a tangible part of my hand

It's a sharp idea

Color is basically a metaphor

from what I understand

though I've been taught

that grass is green

The likeness of one thing to another

is not as invigorating as the discovery

of differences

A gambler once said he was in love with

the moment

the 

dice

were

in

the

air.

I relate that to the moment we put the puzzle together.

Or the split seconds we spend

in joyful eternity

comparing this to that

and back again.