If yellow was a person
He'd kidnap me
Startle my inner silence
With the self-expression
Of the overjoyed
He'd take me to the Great Away
Introduce me
To the daisies
Acquaint me
With the sun
He'd teach me to adhere
To the middle traffic light
So that I might yield
And savor
The melody of the canaries
When he finally convinces me
Of existing sanctity
He'll kidnap the gray
And take him away
Drown him in lemonade
Alas
Yellow is not human
I cannot be kidnapped by it
And so I succumb to the gray
Who is very much alive
But every now and then
The thought appears again
And I think
How nice it would be
If yellow, like me,
Was a person
And would steal me away
From the ash and storm
Ah, yes
Wouldn't it be marvelous
To be kidnapped by yellow?