Untangling the Blue

The magnitude of solitude can never be a number

A twist might turn into torture

A drip becomes a waterfall as alcohol’s uncovered

And paint your face with the measure

But it’s only ever you

Be patient with a history of well-studied repression

Don’t be defined by a moment

And don’t deny the heartbeat of an obsolete expression

Black and white but unbroken

But it’s only ever you

Untangling the blue

Shelter from dynamics as the conflicts turn to trauma

Complicity in the simplest

And sympathise with subtleties when company seeks drama

Simplicity in the cortex

But it’s only ever you

Able to untangle the blue