Saturday, November 16, 2013

Into the Gray


It spilled there
a crimson flower on cement
one drop of who-ever you are exposed
warm wet not yet drying in the sun
how could you be so careless?
leaving your precous life nectar for a stranger to find
will you thank God that you have enough to carry you away?
your deal with the sidewalk
sealed in blood and ink
seeps into the gray

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