Blood Red


Barbed wire paraphernalia

Wraps tightly across my heart

A thousand-thousand tiny pricks of pain

Soaking my whole world red

With the fresh heat of oxygen

fired flame portending

the sudden relief

of cool still emptiness

and rusting wires


 © Gayle Force Press 2012



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