A colour, or lack thereof.
You may think of ravens:
an omen of death,
or a fearsome evil:
with unimaginable power.
But it’s a misunderstood colour,
a shade that existed
before light and time itself.
Why must you think of ravens and death
when you could borrow my eyes and see
the ink of an eastern calligraphy stroke,
elegant, bold outlines in cubist art,
deep sea life far from light,
pupils dilating upon witnessing a first love, and
headphones that have played timeless songs.
Inspiration, potential, boldness:
black is a colour so loved
humankind created their own version
for all to experience.


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