Undefined

I am purple, not blue, not pink

Mornings I wake lilac, my face raised to the blue washed sky

Yellow sunlight beats me as I walk and I fade to a dusty shadow

Inside, in cool, artificial beige rooms of bland smiles and empty words,

I deepen to eggplant, solid, unobtrusive, silent

The flow of voices, evidence of life outside my thoughts, wakes me

in bursts of moss and grass

Sunset rescues me from the world

and at home, I am amethyst

Regal and joyful, awash in a rainbow