with feet and brain
rolls like beads of
painted purple crimson
dew dropping on his
running shoe. Burgundy
wine on a white carpet
the tannins and pigments are
a tar pit that cannot be
wiped clean. A black
ink marker on the old man's
leather couch embedded like
a joey in his momma's
pouch. He cannot wipe
the blood from the scene. It's
there for all. And all have seen
this human stain.
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 7:13 AM UTC
with feet and brain
rolls like beads of
painted purple crimson
dew dropping on his
running shoe. Burgundy
wine on a white carpet
the tannins and pigments are
a tar pit that cannot be
wiped clean. A black
ink marker on the old man's
leather couch embedded like
a joey in his momma's
pouch. He cannot wipe
the blood from the scene. It's
there for all. And all have seen
this human stain.
