Oct 4, 2016
Blue nail polish
chipped away
I have written this poem before
I have been in this place before
how does one circle
back after
insisting upon never returning.
It’s been blue
for over
a year.
Remove the paint
and begin
again.
Purple so dark it is almost
black
like clotted blood.
The reflection of the moon
and then it is gone.
Blue nail polish
chipped away
I have written this poem before.