Blood
I let blood spill all over my white gown,
My Hands,
My Temple,
My Feet,
My Paper,
My Morsel,
My Drink,
My Soul,
My Spirit,
My Life,
My Dreams.
I let his blood spill all over me.
My 17th Contribution to NaPoWriMo.
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Woah. What a different style of writing. Impressive.
April 19, 2013 at 11:46 pm
Again… I’m honoured! 🙂
April 19, 2013 at 11:50 pm
Rage. Sublime rage. I could hear the poem in my head, not only read it.
April 20, 2013 at 12:16 pm
May be next time you can sing it to yourself too 😀
April 20, 2013 at 2:04 pm