The Boy is Blue

and many other colors too

The Boy is Blue
Film Photography by Siri Garrett-Olin

Blue like the color, the sensation, or the shine of the moon

Like the sound of a soft tune

You say you feel lost, but not quite

Like the mint flavored gum that's stuck to my shoe

You have made friends with the term foresight

People seem to love all the little things you do

You like to look at the lights as day turns to night

And play music for an empty room

You say you feel lost, but that doesn't sound right

Like the sway of a soft swoon

You can't sit tight

You've never been one to hide

You can't, because you're blue like the sky

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Siri Olïn
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