Masses: There Comes A Time

painting by Marlene Vine (, poem by Roy Herndon Smith

There Comes A Time (12.06)

it’s not as if we
didn’t know the familiar
colors would implode

blues, reds, and yellows
careening into mottled
browns, grays, blacks, and whites

shades, tints, hues, and tones
we thought we’d always have names
for when the time came

we did not foresee
exclamatory shards of
pigments tearing us

and the knowable
world to bits of the vital