I Want to be a Crayon Today

By czvasser

I want to be a crayon today
an instrument of imagination
intermediary to ideas
incendiary to action

A familiar of the hand
the color of thought
iridescent when I want to be
waxy smooth

I want to be hugged
by cinnabars and ceruleans
blended on rag
with indigo and heliotrope
always firm
except when radiated
easily sharpened
a shaving of once was

Proud scribble of sunday
the purple of saturday
melting all over you
I want to be a crayon today