Tuesday, April 1, 2014

The Every Day

Part I: Trickle
Gravity and fate
Plot to desecrate, create
a chance sanguine mess.

Part II: Gush
Gleaning meaning from
the crimson Rorschach I left
on the diner stool.

Part III: Hemorrhage
The day confiscates
and clots my vitality,
So: I wait for night.

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