I want to get stabbed on the color spectrum
so as my body begins to bleed
I will bleed in all different directions
to the left is red, to the right blue
up means yellow, down means green
I want to stand back and watch
where the northwest blood will go
because all of the important things
have always been in between
between the words,
between the irises,
between the petals,
and between the bones
lying on the color spectrum. © Raymond G., Phoenix, AZ

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gotmar19 BRONZE said...
on May. 18 2015 at 11:13 pm
gotmar19 BRONZE, Elm Grove, Wisconsin
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I love this.
HudaZav SILVER said...
on May. 18 2015 at 5:24 pm
HudaZav SILVER, Toronto, Other
8 articles 6 photos 392 comments

what a beautiful and touching poem! I love the flow of your writing as well as the emotions this piece brought across. Great job! :) PS Could you possibly check out my novel "The Art of Letting Go"? I'd appreciate it!
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