From Here to the Blues

Even in the midst
of all this
confusion,
I can recall some things
(I know for sure):
milk and coffee,
berries eaten moments ago
and my fingers, blue,
and the emptying
from my womb
of fear
and faded colors,
my distrust of charismatic leaders,
and a longing
for the tune that lifts me
from here
to the blues
to heaven
to you.