A Single Thorn - No. 5, The Power of a Different Color Altogether (A Single Thorn|The Power of a Different Color Altogether)

A Single Thorn Meg Freer

The Power of a Different Color Altogether

Can eyes be too blue? Were they glowing red—

Lucifer among us—they could pierce the soul,

as a fingernail moon slices the night sky,

expose our film and reveal flaws,

leave behind a telltale hollow

to show we lay sleeping too long.

We’ve invested our souls with moths,

let them go the way of the sea,

hoping what is hidden will reappear

under the gaze of blue,

where freedom follows confession.

The most alive among us is the wildest.

Step out of the wings, throw kisses

down to the orchestra that plays your requiem.