The sky is black.
Giant brooding scud buckets of evil intent
waiting to drop on our heads and drown our hopes.
The sky is blue.
Large sweeps of angelic blue, offering resurrection
and everlasting contentment.
The sky is white.
Great rolls of massing cloud, surfing
across the horizon waiting to crash on the shore of blacks and blues
The sky is grey.
It’s a waste.
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