How does the word look today?
When I see an assemblage of words that carry me back to the thrilling loneliness of my 21st birthday on a mountain ridge.
What voice does color have?
Silver, mountains, even though in reality, those mountains were the usual leafy bark.
Do you feel what you are thinking?
All alone, far from home, with a bandana of painting Bears, but a more industrious Care Bear quality with a McDonald’s palette rather than Jerry’s bears. I got it at the fair.
Tone is expansive, right?
Toner for the face, Tone the body, Atone your sins, Visceral tone of lemon cake happens when I see true mustard or even smell lemon peel, and not staring at the color of the sun. Attempts at sweetness, for sure, even if my tone feels self-muted, ambient, at most times. At times.
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