Red' may rhyme with dead
Too many words, looping in my head
A story about ocean of blood
Encircling me, so tragic, oh so sad

Red' a lips that he long to kiss
Roses that he don't want to miss
A wine of strawberries
A forbidden apple that he can't resist

Red' may dance with bled
A broken heart needs a needle and thread
But look what  you've given him to fix this  instead
A tiny bullet to the head, now everything is red

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04-08-15

In the height of summer
The pond shrunk to a hyacinth heart.

The kingfishers left for crystal streams
Village belles no more washed their hidden shames
Kids broke their frolics on her kissing splashes
And men dipped not in her to whisper secrets.

She prayed to hold through all the pains.

The sky heard her and sent her rains.

at 16 they taught u
s about shakespea
re, how? but now I
realize there was m
ore learned than bl
ank stares at teache
rs waiting for bells
to slide departures
under the doors of
blank minds. balco
ny preachings in fr
ont of loveless tang
ents foreshadowing
the curvature of the
then mindless. 5 ye
ars gone i still find m
yself wandering aim
lessly to the next cla
ss with the thought o
f the useless priors a
nd the books are get
ting heavier