notour

We did not have to gulp the color

in our surroundings.

Instead, we learned that the blue knew how to drink us.

We were swallowed whole by landscape and we

laughed in the belly of time that 

passed without courtesy. Everything 

close was already in our 

hands and everything far away

became our consuming color. If it was not

ours yet, blue was in it. 

                You 

looked at the blue and 

                  I 

looked at the blue.

The whole time we looked at one another.