All I See Is Red

Press a knife against your palm and watch the blood dissipate in pressure:

Call it clear-flesh.

If you continued through cut

You would see it pool slowly, gather red

All I see is

Red

Never understood it till that first night in your apartment

Sitting on your lover’s bed

24 hours to replay it,

I was brain hooked

Press you against me and watch us dissipate in pleasure:

call us clear-flesh, but all I see is red

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