worth only found in
memories arbitrarily reclaimed
the inside of my eyelids
they remember
rainbow sediments found in trash cans
piece together these shortcomings
christ has died and resurrected in my fall
plummet to my rebirth while I turn the page
to a freshly pallid chapter
long to trace thumb and finger strokes
across parchment
conceive color to the world
speak in tongues of
cyan
citrus
and olive green
through my movement

and I am born again