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timmy
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| Joined: | Fri Jun 9th, 2006 |
| Location: | Oz, Minnesota USA |
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Posted: Fri Jun 27th, 2008 03:50 pm |
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The hardest color to explore
with its temper, its embarrassment
People are afraid of red, lust
for red, cry for red like the sad
eyes of a young girl’s face, her arms
reaching through a dark square
of layered red brick encased window,
wine red awning and a sign below:
"for rent" in red letters
Red is tongue, a fire extinguisher,
a rash, the dried crystal finger nail
polish of the woman with bursting
fingers you met on Valentine’s night
Red is stop right now
Red is go like hell
Red is hell
Red is deep wine, carving spirits,
the color of the booth seats
on the bar side of Harry’s, the color
of the song you hear before falling
in love a little with the singer
You must follow the entire song
before you enter her parts
Red is the heartbeat of the letter
worn by women
accused of being female
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