Break

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Little spinning top

made of rainbows

why are you sad?

The blackening clouds

you balance on

will not withstand

such contrast thoughts—

blues and yellows

make them jealous.

Can you even stop

revolving lows

over high hands?

Or are you too proud

to admit one

single happiness

See what your lights brought

past the gallows:

wonder in plaid

When your spinning stops

perhaps you’ll float

and remember

your favourite colour

nostalgical

smelled of splendor.

Charge those solar prop

so you may flee

above the sky

like a shooting star,

trails in full glow,

painting your mind.