Sometimes I go sunny yellow
Taxi cab yellow
Hey, you Talkin to me?
Yellow
On my nails.

Click click click
I rarely feel sunny.
I’m more a mauve half dried
Half rotting petal
On the rose kind of girl.
Or blue dripping into black
Dragging me along
Without any marks of resistance.

But don’t you ever just want to feel it?
Sunny?
I do.
I blast across my nails hoping it can hitch a ride
Up my veins, arteries
Pump to the heart and get pushed
Everywhere.

Probably looks odd
Yellow nails screaming
But dead eyes
Splotchy gaze
Unfocused pupils.

The lips try their part
Royal purple mats
Red slippery glosses
But alas.
Nails, lips, fuzzy shoes
All the things screaming FUN!

Nothing can cover over glazed eyes.
Excitement from within.
She wants a hit
For now she costumes up
Trying to take it til she makes it.
Then her nails can finally go bare