Heather Yun // COLORS OF THE KEYS

Sleek and shining,

Each slender key erased of color.

With each press and touch

Plink plonk  it will go.

You will see that it is not just merely

Black and white.

If you could hear each color of each key

Would you follow up its stairs of black and white?

Follow its path,

Only to swallow you up,

Entice you,

Drive you.

Shades of ice blue tears,

Shades of gold joy,

Shades of crimson motivation.

You cannot count and see them all,

But somehow you can hear.

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