Well, odd as it may seem I find myself immersed
in a Blue Sunday, like a blue valentine, blue
jeans, skies, tears, eyes, muscle cars, fish,
birds of the electric air, mountains and mists,
flowers, fairies, fantasy landscapes, babes in
blue bikinis, or just this blue planet spinning
in the blue black coldness of universal space,
perhaps not alone in the night--it is time to
flex my blueness, gorging veins, searching for
the blue clover midst the verdant carpet.
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