Blue particulars

Our barest essentials are nuts
Before we bite bolt from blue.

Now we turn blue in our faces
When faced with  particulars.

We shall turn blue like the sky
Not a fluorescence of Krishna

In the blues of a peeved lover
Her eyes closed with his flute.

Our blue particulars will join
The blue vagueness of a sky.

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