The Red Party Condition

"THE RED PARTY CONDITION." up the path to San Diego down the catwalk to freedom she carries for letters of pain like Jesus carried his cross. she smiles to hide it, she cries to cover it, her four corners seek the solace she's longed for since heartbreak. her fingertips yell, she walks into the sun, she runs from the mountain, she's settled to remain free. they verbally beat her and they wonder, they ask, yet they do with answers already stored. her stepping stones lie in the darkness she was given but didn't ask for. she knows no love but she's mine. word-for-word, corner to corner, tear for tear. I give love, she knows love. by: Chicano Eddie 4.16.19