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A Heart and It's Colour

One outcome comes out and brings
the opposite to hope, the exact same thing
as a slave left to cope with the colour of
blood, the colour of a heart and the colour
of eyes.

Sleep in a death pattern and die in
any diagonal way - backward, forward,
tomorrow, today...

Stay restless, with cold blood -
literal as concrete as brick walls as
Dad's hands and fast fools, threatening
death and sleep, and they are the same thing...


Dreaming in death and screaming in
some sort of vein - hope, hope, hope -
there is a way out, a day, a life without
pain - the answer is death and I'll
show you the way.

Author notes

Death's brother, Sleep.
Virgil (70 BC - 19 BC), Aeneid

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  • cubert
    July 30

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    Man, this really walked the border of awesome. Don't know if your use of the word "vein" was meant to be "vain", or if it was a play on words. Given the last line, it could really go either way. Macabre little piece. Enjoyed. Thank you!