Blue Blur Blues

I am innocent

The midday heat and the cool breeze of morning and evening

tell me what the blue sky has in mind

Who could believe

the traces of summer on street corners

have nothing to do with this blue sky

I refuse to believe it

To turn a blind eye to the beauty of the blue sky

humanity invented sunglasses

sells sunscreen

and rents out parasols on the beach

To keep my own foolishness in check

the way the sight of beauty

makes me forget everything else for a while

I put on my sunglasses

sit on the beach

and gaze at the blue sky’s bare skin

Knowing I have no right to judge a single sin

lamenting that my love amounts to forgetting and remembering, over and over

I feel a little envy, a little jealousy

and joy

that the blue sky, having left summer behind,

is smiling again

at someone far away

Perhaps the summer heat still hidden in my heart chose it for me

I slip on a blue shirt

sling a nearly empty bag over my shoulder

and head out to meet the next season

The sunlight that bathes me on a street corner

tries to lay me bare