So, yellow is the new blue
A bird without a cage
Once came and then flew
Away
Back behind bars
Still trembling with his birdly yellowness
That missed me by a fearful inch
When I reached out to him with a seed
In the palm of my hand
Yellow
Is the only memory I have of him
How did I like you, Yellow
You were
A burst of ancient resin washed up on the seashore
After a storm
Not a warning sign but a promise
Now a broken necklace
Scattered in invisible places
Yellow
Is the only memory I have of it
Did you ever suit me, Yellow
Maybe the shade wasn't right
Or my skin too pale
Maybe I didn't try hard enough
Or enough
When I'm done not trying
I shall wear yellow
To remember
To find
To yell
YE
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