Primary

Primary by T.G. Caston

I like to think of

Blue as a homicide. Unless

carefully considered the satirist

may find himself taken seriously

so contextualize my brevity,

Polonius, and bite your thumb

while you’re at it. He may

call me ugly but if

his tears really mean anything

it is that it’s time to cut my hair.

I will pick the daisies in left

field until the inning is over. I

like to think of Yellow as an ego

death, a hand hold. Make sure to

chalk your

hands and pool cues, these things

weren’t meant to be held. A hold-

ing

cell is a considerable distance a

Marriott hotel but both doors will

lock

behind you.

Red has been canceled until

further notice. There has been

a copyright claim made and the

rights holder has found the use of

their property appalling, though

an interior decorator might call it

“Bold” if they were asked.

Consider a throw pillow laid

carefully, yet causally upon the velour

couch. Maybe throw in a sequint or

two.

Image by Kate McGorry