Beige

Beige is offensive on an office wall

Its open hand smacks of enforced blandness,

the white corporate type, red-faced, all smiles,

internally shouting “Get back to work.”

Tell me beige is neutral and I might say:

Beige vomit of spoiled milk on bathroom tile;

A beige foam of scum on a morning tongue;

Beige pus spooned from infected open wounds.

Beige stings my nostrils like disinfectant.

My eyes water. I feel nauseated.

There is no more vulgar color than beige.