Red edit 0.000001 leanne, river grudgingly:)

[RiverNotch]

What I want to say 
is not as important
as the colour of a rose
that cannot see itself, 
yet is red each year
it blooms...but I find 
it difficult.
tectak
2018

Honestly, the most distracting thing about it is how the signature intrudes upon the rest of the poem -- I'd imagine if this were in print, things wouldn't be so distractingly close. Otherwise, looking at this logically, does a blind black man lose his blackness if he can't see himself? Which is an example I put only because this reminds me of a certain, very hilarious Chappelle skit....as well as that tired meme, "What's in a name?", and maybe even that Umberto Eco book I'd never read. And at this point, we've surpassed logic, entering into this poem's weird world: I imagine the third "it" refers to what the speaker wants to say, with my original impression being that the saying is surpassed by the being, but again, I fall into that strange word, "logic". And besides, red is my favorite color, for roughly the same reason that blue is the warmest for certain lesbians, so at this point I don't really care about inconsistencies -- in fact, that seems to be the point. Lovely work.