The Bewilderment of Color

Rising tattered and haphazard, blotched with blistered patchwork hues,
he is now his most alarming piece of news.

Before he’d felt just fine in white and black.
Now he cannot take the flying flak
of multicolored brightnesses he seems to have jumped into back.
He’ll just have to deal with what he used to lack.

Thundering abundance is a drag sometimes.
Numb, at first, a nascent understanding climbs
that lets him know he rhymes

at last with what surrounds him.
It confounds him.

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