My Grayscale Skies

Clouds always

followed me

and tucked themselves
in tightly

under my blankets.

They muffled every

pretty song

and chilled every

warm word.

I never saw
the stars above

that twinkled far beyond

nor a single, singing
blue bird,

swimming in sunshine.

But when I met you,

my grayscale skies

turned blue.

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"It's my brother's blood and my dirty lungs and my crooked mouth on my swollen tongue on my fathers gun in each strangers face, across the blue bird sky, and each hand I shake night after night." Kevin Devine Brother's Blood