four colours.

drawing was solitary. connecting lines.
different colours, divided by borders.
more borders—more colours.
even more borders,
and no need for more colours.
– – –
soon,
i had very little white left on the sheet.
later: none at all.
– – –
nice—i heard someone say.
i dropped a pen accidentally and
shoved the rest of them
off of the desk
in raging fury.
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i then sat, quietly, for a while,
staring at the picture.
wondering who’d drawn it.