Yellow


Yellow is the axis

the colors rotate around

(invisible almost but still).
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Yellow itself does not create,

shapes no new form.

it transports

it carries

what produces

what is functional.
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Yellow, the white light grown old.

The hatch,

the trick, the fall

the means without end

the switch

the change machine

the tire, the ring

the money that counts

the door, its hinge.
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It attracts the shapes

passes them on

and then withdraws itself.
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When the switch itselfs switches,

shapes end up in another field.
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If yellow stumbles

everything stumbles with her

and an angle into space is made.