Is it read differently? Shades & shadows.
Does the poem see itself a tad more dark?
Is it a siren to the Paparazzi?
Speaking to the mechanics, how is a poem tinted? By perspective?
And of food, which might be considered tinted. Eggplant. Small deep,deep purple ovals remind me of sunglasses. (I digress, wouldn't you think sunglasses would siren the sun and not wish to repel).
Language itself is a tinted & beveled being. Much the same can be said of a deliciously ripe salad.
it sheds the skin off in palm springs
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in the foyer where she hid
glasses all around
and the trick about making fire
was one to try again and again
out there in the reserves
water rushing by
so passed the days which might
have been filled with white gloves
but were stretched out ready
to burn and be burned
instead