The Brief Reign of Red

It is almost too much, this vivid red seeping into how you expect the morning should be. The image you hold in your mind is blemished now by what you see in the growing stain on the right of the road's slow turn. Yet now is the time to repaint the scene, a bold brush to wipe a thick track of crimson across the dominance of green, scarlet splashed to lift an anemic sky and there, bled into a composition taking on an altogether different scene, the brief reign of red.