Hues of Mind-2

my particular silver-gray light

burns

in a searing sea blue-amethyst hue,

becoming the very shape of water in motion

roiling over itself.

cracking light hugs the muscle

of these mossy green-sapphire shoulders,

creating raspberry, hibiscus pinks who oscillate

with champagne, vermillion golds-

glimmering

in motion-

like billion-year diamonds coruscating

across the vapid unceasing of an opaque ooze-

shapeless and achromatic-

like the murky motors of mind-

intermingling within an illimitably synchronous clopening.

hollow, deep, phosphorescent darkness’s form

and lustily snap like sparkler fusillades

bubbling just below the scarlet-blood-purples

of thoughts blooming

through the sticky grey cerebrum of consideration-

like infinitesimal steely blue explosions

igniting my muddy-umbery browns-

while pineapple yellows wrestle

neon-tangerine oranges

dancing in the firetruck-red-hot quickstep-jive

of their momentarily prolonged

existence-

being crafted by a silvery shaped multitudinous formulator

brushing vast, bold strokes on a vanishing grey slate of pre frontal

cortexes-

confronting occipital lobes like smoldering strobe lights

only to be seared-

like tattoos-

in some hippocampus palladium formation of what I use to relive

this precious mirror-

giving me perpetual opportunity to

gape purposefully, solemnly,

while specifically encountering the unornamented, unvarnished

pureness of all colors

asking to show

themselves

to me.