Pink
i saw you on the train today, and you were wearing pink.
you all were wearing pink. who marketed pink?
who sold you pink?
there's about a million variations,
there's about a million paths that light can take to reach your eye.
in terms of depth and saturation,
could it be coincidence, you all in one particular hue?
and that's when i knew, we'd be invincible,
in our power to see, and in color,
they say we've got no options past what they market to you,
they say we don't, but you know we do.
and i saw the pink in your cheeks. you were excited to see me after weeks.
it was a pink that was real.
and i saw you on the train today, and you were wearing pink.
you all were wearing pink. who marketed pink?
who sold you pink?
so never mind the colors that they're selling you,
look outside, there's colors and they're all around,
given all the choices to be chosen from,
fuck cliche there's beauty, and i saw the pink in your cheeks.
you were excited to see me after weeks.
it was a pink that could have not been intended,
to have meaning outside of that place and context,
who sold you pink?