Revision: BLOOD (Free Hand#4)

Free Hand #4 (version one)

The blood that seeps into

Cracks and crevices of rock and stone.

Tile, carpet, wood. Painting painting

Painting the night with a sweetest, irony

Scent. Touch the edge, smear the finger tips.

Rouge the red, on the bathroom floor.

Parts of you, parts of us all, in the blood

On the floor.


(revision)

BLOOD

The blood that seeps into,

the mouth, the cracks and crevices. The rock

and stone, tile, carpet, wood, the back of

the throat. Painting, painting, pain-

-ting the night with a sweet irony scent. Touch,

the edge, smear the finger-

tips, rouge red on the bathroom floor. Parts

of you, parts of us all, in the blood.


 

If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing. I hope you return in the future!

-Alina

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