Blood Is Red 1

i lie supine here gazing at the lonely star smiling at you on the other side the sea vast endlessness changing hues of manifestations cursive flow of thoughts opaqueness etches itself now emerging of identities ensuing division black or white blood is red hair ablaze hallowing luscious trees with shining leaves contorted limbs from the last war war is a crime luminous flowers blooming into desirous dreams psychadelic penetration blood is red 4.57 am march 15 2019