Category : Poems

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Red is the blood on my skin
Leaving a stain 
that no water can wash away
because all the water turned to sand
long ago

I look back at you 
and see how I once was
I’m filled with a deep dread
I fear someday you’ll be dead
Someday you’ll be red

I am a desert 
Nothing that comes within my grip
stays for very long
Couldn’t take care of myself
So how can I sustain you?
I suck the life out of you
and pour it beneath my frozen terrain
It’s your life 
That gives me life

Attempts at contact 
bring only static and white noise
I gather your messages 
and let the desert winds 
erase all evidence of you
because nothing can take me back 
to the way I was

I’m red
I’m dead
I’m red