I won't go out today. Light like water spots. The leaves fill with blue, separate into blank space. Now, a man in blue grasses sits down on the lateral slats.
Answers turn over in the middle distance.
Think of the way a blue vein of light remembers itself. The man in blue glasses frowns in his lawn chair. He listens to me. On the other hand, except for their pastel variants, some blues are almost untouchable. Notice how all four of these blue trees balance each other against the pale bermuda grass.