It was blue...

 It was blue-

the color that introduced me 

to joy.

Over a hundred times I've heard blue means 

sadness.

I finally laughed.

It's water, the gem that terrifies me.

I don't know why.

I see the wall clock about the kitchen table

as I hold the fork in my hand and I stare

through the window at the clouds.

I see a lion and a butterfly chasing each other.