She Was a Rainbow
She had bloodshot eyes
and purple bruises
on the palest, white skin,
And her yellowed nails
picked shades-of-brown scabs
from her arms
where the silver needle
drew red from her veins
Until the day she lay blue
with her black hair a pool
around her head on the green carpet
She was a rainbow...
Copyright © April Dobson | Year Posted 2006
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