Shades of blue mountain
fade into the sky's flat shade
wind slammed doors through the house
where we grew up
tossed empty sheets on unmade beds
spun, tipped old cups full of dust
I took the longest sharpest scissors from the drawer
used them to cut off all those thick curls
grey bird in a grey sky
taking pictures with no contrast at all
just another sunny day
out here on the cold monochrome
of December beach
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