Crimson

Bright blood, 
Ripe red:
Fresh flood,
Bleak bed.


Fate fails,
Sad show;
Hurts hail,
Free flow.


***** queue,
Pain points;
Dread due,
Jeer joints.


Break bread,
Sit still;
Doubt dead,
Wounds will.


Curl choice,
Please pay;
Peak poise,
Wild way.




Leon Enriquez
26 November 2016
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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