August 3, 2010
the glowing red of the bloodlust moon
red of a newborn phoenix plume
dragon's fire, red with hate
seeing red to storm the gate
red stain of the gemini wound
behind red mirror doors I lie entombed
to the slaughter pact in red ink
just pools of red for the blade to drink
a red feast to keep the mind awake
but a fed red hunger will never break
such a red life is all I have known
with too many red souls now in tow
I need a new color from mixing just red
so I can rewrite my story with that instead.

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