Scentrifugal

Green told me he hates you

July is the righthand corner

I see Wednesday on the side

One is not that lonely, but he won’t admit it

(He likes to brag about his fame)

The seasons are circles

Have you ever seen something so beautiful

As colors dancing on the notes

My mind is the music

My thoughts can’t stop singing

Play me Bach and I see shades of green and yellow

Whispering "hello"

Phosphorescent

Iridescent

Bioluminescent

Fluorescent

Effervescent

ssssssssssss

Ah! Ah!

The words are velvet on my tongue

Slinking ever so scentually

Can you scentse it?

Scent-

sation-

al