from the very root it sprouts
from the very vein it circulates
fabricating me with such uneasiness
i apprise myself to inhale
i advice myself to exhale
yet i all can still distinguish
is the menacing shade of crimson

i refuse to envisage
your hands interwined
as you gaze into one another amorously
mislaying yourself
in such alluring eyes.
she is your ensemble
your material of gaiety
while i merely scrutinize
her prosperity in envy
and persistently
waste more black ink
over
you.