Amidst a raucous background, I blend myself <br />with the noise <br />as a chameleon does. <br />I crawl through pulsing colors on painted walls, <br />cloning rhythm <br />with technical ease. <br /> <br />The next time, though, I am quiet, and colorless <br />insecure. <br />Locked in place <br />sweat forms on my frantic lip as <br />I am smeared against the vibrant <br />talking ceiling, <br />stark-naked, the only thing I have to offer is my own <br />crystal silence, <br />reflective in the light. <br /> <br /> <br />(This is supposed to be aligned in the middle. This is not its true form.) <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />[October 23rd,2004]<br /><br />Zoe Nyght<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/multifaceted/
