Judy Clem


Red lights start to blink
in my rear view mirror and
I wonder
what if I could put blue

everywhere red now stands,
would it make a difference?

Color sneaks
into every meeting, presses
its significance. What if all the world
were a fresh coloring book --

white pages/black lines
and nothing more?

I could grab a crayon, dress
that cop in a red clown suit --
far better too
if I could flip back a few pages

and, without overrunning the edges,
make the corpse bleed blue.

Location: Texas
Email: emjclewis@earthlink.net

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