Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Sanguineous

He paints a life
& steps back too
Afraid to become
A part it drips in
Place & forms a
Mad world only he
Really knows the
Moment resides in
The brush every
Hedonistic stroke
Gliding along the
Color covets what’s
Relinquished for
The sake of a coin
He's nailed to the
Pale wall brilliant
As consecrated
Blood pressured
From the vein

KE

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