just colors
The carotids severed-
My skull a bowel
Of black scabs
And all the coagulated beauties.
Black is the color of anger
Much in the way red
Is the color of the dull ache
Of the pupated heart
Clipped of wings;
The spurt of blood
At the end of the knife.
White is the Will
Of Head and Heart.
It is so easily stained.
Poetry by halfjack
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Written on 2012-08-13 at 03:32
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black, red, and white
Anger becomes me:The carotids severed-
My skull a bowel
Of black scabs
And all the coagulated beauties.
Black is the color of anger
Much in the way red
Is the color of the dull ache
Of the pupated heart
Clipped of wings;
The spurt of blood
At the end of the knife.
White is the Will
Of Head and Heart.
It is so easily stained.
Poetry by halfjack
Read 1156 times
Written on 2012-08-13 at 03:32
Tags Anger Love Black
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