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Red as Wine
I cower
sheepishly
like some child
bout to be
beat.
The hooded man
smirks in a
catlike fashion.
My body’s engulfed
by his shrunken
corpse.
Bone dead,
eye dead,
heart dead,
all staring up at me
the pale flesh over the
pupil reflects
the cast of the moon.
I cover
my mouth and nose
so his spirit doesn’t
try to
overpower
mine.
The hooded man
heaves, golden tooth
glistens as a
howling laugh
slips out of his body.
Blood drips from
his nose
where the corpse had
punched him, yet
he allows the
trickle from
nose
to
mouth
to continue so he
can quench his villainous
thirst.
Blood, of
the
innocent has spilt
Red as
Wine.

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