(After Blue-green painting, 1948 by Ad Reinhardt and a view outside the window)

the ceiling spills over
a little its corner

dividing green and blue
butterflies kiss chase

mangoes sallow & square
snakes way into the blue

sky foot of the world of
which buildings like grey

rashes because every morning
socks like earth knows your

heart will stab you with grass
if naked foot a butterfly drops

dead it was not a kiss
an injection leaves of winter

are a sadness but I too am
just an only reflection.

~Ajay
8/7/19