Palette of impermanence

every part of me

runs, drips, fades

into one

all of my colors

bold and beautiful

blend

unaware of boundaries

i am amber

in one part

scarlet

in another

as a setting sun

my colors melt

into themselves

painting my insides

of current occurrence

no two canvases

are alike

i exist in a

perpetual palette

of impermanence

PoetryBri McComeskey