it'd be the color of sweat-soaked sheets

on a Hollywood hotel bed

And if insanity were a color

it'd be the blue-black of the pavement

on Sunset

And if beauty were a color

it'd be the vinyl pink

of Barbie dresses and high heels

in store windows clouded with

rhinestones and gossamer

And if timeless were a color

it'd be Monroe blonde

and chipped black nail polish

on a punk rock girl

and a boy with starlit eyes