White
When there is no hue
at all, this is what remains:
a wave crashing in on itself.

Yellow
Screaming danger to your eyes
in big bold letters.

Orange
There is no escaping the
blaze within the phosphorescence.

Red
It crawls through your
veins, only emerging
when poked at by a
cut, or maybe a thorn.

Violet
The only evidence of
accident or abuse inflicted
by a stranger, a loved one.

Blue
What color would the sky be
if there were no oceans?
Nothing but an achromatic
atmosphere housing gravity.

Green
It was here before the
suffocating factories
took over the hedges
of yesterday.



















Black
An overload of brightness,
a contradiction.
It blankets the sun to make
endless dark.