A
Bit of Red
What
is that on your cheek?
It
is bright against your soot covered skin.
Perhaps
you smudged it there with your hand?
Maybe
it is a trick of the light.
No
this slippery liquid is too dark.
Could
it be?
From
what whining corpse has this come?
It
is a barely detectable echo of chaos.
Madame,
Can you hear me?
Are
your thoughts too loud?
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