your own planet

the poetry of dr zen

Sunday, February 16, 1986

Riot of colour

Ugly as sin
And sin is beautiful,
Like a little igrl
In a pink dress,
You know what she'll grow to be
A big girl just like me.

No rose-coloured glasses
But I still can't see
If I was a colour
Which would it be?

You're turning on the clocks
Just to measure
How much time
We could have together,
I fear
you'll live in me forever.

girls,
your skin's so fragile
and will get old
Burning now
But every fire grows cold
even stars burn to shells
You're hotter than a thousand hells

girls,
I'll remember
what you look like
I'll set it down on paper
In a riot of colour
and remember you at your best,

A little girl
In a lovely pink dress.