idylles

i see yellow.
everywhere.
i hear yellow in my ear and i paint a side with my brush.
my brush likes the color yellow.
and so does my eye.
and so might my mouth.
yellow is for ambiguity.
yellow is for fear.
yellow is for freedom.
yellow is for vanity.
yellow isn't safe.
yellow is for, nothing, really.

and i think i have a yellow heart.