Roxanne Cries, Red Light Dies

You don’t have to put on your red light.
You don’t have to put on your red light.
You don’t have to put on your red light.
You don’t have to put on your red light.
Red light
Red light
Red light

My speech can’t be cut off.
It Does not come for free; it bears a cost.
I walked the beat around the block.
Stood toe to toe with the toothed clock.

I know where my bones grow.
In fields of poppies row upon row
I fought my battles and wore my scars.
Felt the earth rattle.
Hummed to stars

Close the lamp.
Your face is damp.
This is your awakening.
You’ve sacrificed your final chance.

I won’t wait for an empty heart.
That only tears love apart.
I won’t hold on to grief.
Like a talisman 
Its only segregation
Dressed as protection

I won’t be preserved in stasis.
like a woman in plastic
only served when you crave. 
comfort food like mom used to make.

I am not your nostalgic taste.
Of your past mistakes
Before they baked, in reflective light


Don’t touch me. 
stripped of my mylar coating
My brain, stutters, spits, sprawls

I make my crow call.

You fed me relics.
That turned to rot
I grew orchards in the paved over parking lot.
With respect

I swing on the tire, hanging from the limbs of reincarnation. 
I play games with dream sprites.
And I walk the fields of my labor.
I didn’t need someone to die for my sins.
I only absolved myself of the misery within
I cleansed my soul with my own toil.
Digging in soil for the roots of my grief
To pull the weeds from the dirt. 
I rolled over in my grave, and I watched the planets align.
A smile came to my face.
And I found my place.
My grace, I sigh. 

I walked the Manic streets at night
I turned on the red light
I was looking for a man dressed in valor
badges of honor decorate his broken chest
Rib cage cracked in two
By the worlds melancholic tune, 
But still sings like an angel in a state of unrest

Roxanne cries as the red light dies, 
Dissipates with the clouds of rain.
Droplets of lifeblood anointing pain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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