Red Dye Number 40
in pursuit of riches
snapped twigs, and
perseverance
exhausted —
all my resources …
gone,
in the heat of the moment.
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Arrianna
Wed 23rd Oct 2024 03:08
I really like this poem. Red dye #40 is harmful, it’s damn near in everything, and it’s cost effective for big companies.