Any Colour You Like
I was cruising in my pink starship, outer limits of space, and as i adjusted my sunglasses, i began gazing at cascading stars and watching them ricochet off eachother. The road was simple, made of rainbows. I cruised by waving pink beings. Soon i was in a dark dark tunnel. a blackhole. There were pots on either side shooting shooting bits of the rainbow at another pot across the road. Awkwardly in tune, like to a beat that was connecting them all.as if it were alive. i fixed my sunglasses, barely pausing to think about how useless they are in a blackhole.
