Fetish

[Sparkydashforth]

An interesting write -

Fetish


The colors will not welcome me.
Again, I am detached
from the blue light of childhood
and the yellow light of manhood............Like how you will not claim either youth or maturity, but look for a color in-between.
Perhaps  a shade of green, then link that to some tactile image.
Red: who loves it? too hot for the pure,
too much for the combination................no red-no passion. I guess that fits your 'I am detached; line.
An obscenity -- the sunrise and the sunset
prefer the following hour, the distant memory. ....moments of transitions always bleed into the distance....good lines.

The dead welcome me. Through cloud, through
cloud -- I can hear them. Can't you?........................kind of frilly rhetorical musing.
How did you grow up to lose your toys,
to dye your hair and shed your voice?............okay, good use of rhetoric.
(If the grown can grow anymore
than fat and numb) .......................These are your strongest lines. They are a generalization, but they have power.

All it should take
to reach them is a step or two, a step
or two towards you, my love, my distant memory...............Bringing in the 'you, my love ' thing here at this late stage is a bit jarring.
                                                                                    I think you should return to your original color theme.