Dec 31, 2008 09:45
It's like a superpower
I hear the color of the hour -
Right now it's blue-fifteen,
Forty-five till it turns green
I don't expect you to get just what I mean...
Synesthesia! You think it means I'm crazy!
Synesthesia! You think it makes me hazy!
But I don't care!
It means I'm aware!
Of so much more than you could ever be.
songs,
poetry