Observations
1.
1.
My shoes leave their mouths agape
always ready to speak a leather language.
They appear astonished with
their tongues exposed,
dumbfounded,
ready to yell and scream.
If you reach inside of their
mouths, you can touch
their souls.
2.
Color is a foreign language
an intersection of words
that we give meaning,
pink as tongue, blue as eye
name the word, name the name
but never can color be translated,
always its truth lost in shades.
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