They know next to nothing 

about my brand of 

what they are guessing 

about, possibly,

though most acknowledge 

it is strength.


The internet cannot explain to me 

why emotions have color

and moments have shades

and all the hues of humanity are interwoven 

in a personality. 


I am "associative,"

because I feel strongly, 

I do not see. 

When my eyes are closed,

and I am experiencing,

the world erupts away from night. 


I am royal blue

darkly tinged with navy,

swirls of childhood blue,

a bleeding maroon, 

strike-your-soul magenta,

and a palest whisper of pink. 


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