jimi-indi-GO(né.)

indigo

& lilac too

hear golden roses

all colours in that dream we had

not too long ago i began listening to Hendrix whenever

‘twere raining

thankfully there’s drainage

no, this is’nt brain damage

jimi was always a voodoo child

first i told you = why

je suis charmant

yet so childish

no, hendrix wasn’t colourblind

misty blue &

not too long... ago...

know

hendrix had synaesthesia

friend o’ mine too

sinned last seizure

keep my brother

keepin’ on bro

not too long ago

went two high-schools with to-boys

one hazy greens, reds, & browns

other misty blues, purples, or yes, ceruleans too

knip

how their days may seem to them

now a daze i’m in rememberin' 'em

my colourblindness was both

was

wonky

everything misty blue

golden roses

lilac too

not too long ago

ne. i was born colourblind

yet eye must

bet against that mist

so i taught myself

funky

how to see colour

what?!

you think...

chunky

imma gonna be wrong my entire life!?

hear colour, how

now, fully coloured here

one day

just like you

heard a herd approaching

this all hear a howl for jimi

my brother's peekers

seeing similar colours

raining for thee

’twas inversion for me

now must go

with love to you & then leave you too

never without pride for

any colour you adore more

windows open

closing doors

first yet final draft

oh these rainy daze

so fine

feels all so blank canvas within

must yes ease into those windy & windy ways these days

to combat malaise, that

o’ mine

therefore

i implore you

before eye

see you

not too long

in — then — go

né.