09 June 2010

Protanomaly

Everything's so green
At least, that's what it looks to me
My eyes must need to see
these things so despondently.

The purples and the blues
become interchanging hues
It seems nothing that I knew was ever
what it seemed to be.

I need that red, it bridges
Gaps and filters my incorrect lens
Justifies the present tense
I need red more vast than sea.

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