Colour Bleu Poem by For Matilde

Blue alleyways I loved
the way you approached
through the blue mist of conversations
tumbling blue from upstairs windows
I knew you as blue
I loved you as blue
the fluorescent flame felt blue
as it caught my bones
as you scraped your knuckles
along a bluestone wall
until they bled blue cells
all those voices like boats
on the blue sea between
the blue sky of your shirt
and the steel blue of the dawn
when you left and the door closed
I played the blues from Memphis
the bird on the wall by the blue
doors of the elevator turned its raven
blue head forever from a sky that
was anyway never blue but always
stained by smoke and a bluelessness
your face creeps back under the closed door
like blue water