Synesthesia
Imagine losing a perception
An entire sense
Sight
Hearing
Touch
Goodbye everyday independence
It is taken for granted
no?
What about a perception
never experienced?
Incredibly difficult to imagine
But when senses merge
Ah
A beautiful hybrid is born
A singer
Hears a pitch
Matches that pitch with color
Color?
It is violet-red
the pitch
Liquid and smooth
And so a sound emergesfrom the singers mouth
violet-red
Liquid and smooth
Music
always a light show
Orb of blue
Passes
Waves as it goes
Drums make its presence known
An orchestra
A display of the most glorious sunset
Sit
Listen
Watch
Take it in
Transparent yet bright
Awe
Math
Less beautiful
Five is blue
Two is yellow
Five plus two must equal green
Six
But it is orange?
Seven
Brain speaks in color
Does not compute math
Memorization
Now that one is easy
It is just a band of color
License plates
Birthdays
Names
Credit card numbers
Each little character soaks itself in Personality
Gender
Color
It glows
Engraved in memory
To touch
Finger tip meets table
Water droplet images dance
Phone vibration
hot pink
electron rings sizzle
Pain
When it is severe
The Doc says level eight through ten
Deep purple
Normally
yellow
Sometimes outlined in green
red
bubbles shuffle around
In the yellow
Joy bathes in neon
Girl somedays
boy another
Like February
Like Monday
Even though pink
It is aGrumpy housewife
Menopause
Or
Grumpy old man
Fitting regardless
And you
You are a light tan
Unless brain knows you
In which case
Any color
imaginable
Other than
light tan
Much more entertaining
Depth and definition
Is paired with
Personality
An understanding of you
Formed
It is every
Element
Of my
Life
Down to the basics
Down to Monday
Now lose a sense
Cope
Carryon
Not so easy
huh?
Survival
yes
But living?
No.