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I squeezed out half a tube

of aquamarine blue

and on the floor of my room.

it rest amidst the dull blank stare

of pallette wood.



it was never put towards anything,

it just lay there

without being stepped on-



it was begging even



just to feel the bottom of a foot



but the paint is dry now.

the skin of my heels lacking any custom pigmentation

and a mural of floorboards

dances on the roof.