Deep red

deep state in an asleep head

Night dawns a new obsolete head

sewn through the holes of nightmares

In deep red

Wild were the thoughts which rampaged through my obsolete head

sifting through, onward to oblivion over the steeps’ edge

a mystic haze in a flume over the deep end

I see red

I bleed red, and she can see it in my eyes

dawn looked so beautiful re...

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