with Mark di Suvero’s art
Some days I feel like I’m living in an alien world
don’t speak the language or breathe the air.
The sky is piecemeal pizza sliced
Red crust against vertical green.
The world is upside down
and the water a clash of teal and blue.
Where am I?
Gravity works differently here,
finding balance is tricky.
Why is there a strange hue of magenta?
Exploring this new place.
