I Bleed Colour

My haemorrhaging
abstract hues

bleed out across a
black and white world,

slit veins splattering
across lifeless walls

refurbishing your domain,
painting pigmentary fragments

across your thrones,
my spectrum washing

over edges
of mindful frontiers.

Look, the moon is high,
and I bleed colour for you.

Come cast yourself
in my shades.

Colour is nigh