Gradience

It’s always been hush tones and grey dispositions

It’s always been living in the moment

The cold and disappointing blues of the mundane

The intermittence and the in between

I’ve found joy in the seconds of silence

Where no one seems to look

The bright glow of absurdia has taken me

The sun has never seemed so bright

The effervescent yellows and oranges

The gradient that astigmatism creates

Bright pinks and greens in that twinkling disability

I cannot see farther

The shallow imitation of fluorescent blues

A hue of interrogation

Unnatural flashes of neon

Turn my mind to white

I’ve taken to the radiance of summer

The nights with lukewarm still air

The endless transition of the navy sky

From the exhausted orange prior

And even yet before that

The pink of the exerted sky ceiling

The perseverance of the day

With all the resistance of scattered blank clouds

Perhaps I have found love

In its lush and silver lining

In the intermittent pining

While looking far above

However when all zealotry fails

I look down to the sea below

The inevitable drowning

The return to the blues I've come to know

Altered by a reflection of the sky