Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Epilogue in Scarlet
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Blood drips on paper like redundant drum beats.
Rat-tat-tat Rat-tat-tat.
I am using those drops in pace
to count down seconds for me to calm down.
Slowly... ever so slowly...
my pulse begins to settle.
My consciousness begins to flow
like the trail of scarlet on the floor.
then... I picture you
as if you wither and slither like blood.
Rat-tat-tat......
Like blood, you are crimson.
Like blood, you stain.
Like blood...
Like mud...
Like.....
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9:33 PM
the warden
the warden