no colors
fallen way back,
legs went lean
oscar fed mayer.
bless the pope
to bless the meat.
no colors–
look,
you still leak.
your filler is gone;
and all the lies crease.
no color fixes dull.
watercolor – fool.
no color
means
I see.
in black or white,
you’re still deteriorating–
like your flaccid dagger
couldn’t even top a name–tag smile.