RED

~ wear you I did ~

Artwork by author acrylics on gold leaf

You shall not wear me,

Red.

Today

crisped skin of babies wears me.

Red

wear you I did

in carmine

kisses

oh so long ago

it was and danced

in scarlet organza.

How I loved you

Red!

Sunsets,

no longer will

I melt into you

too red too red,

drinkers of blood.

Martyred corpses

do not count

yourselves,

you must rest.

For you

every day a Sabbath.

Wear you today

I will.

forty thousand

and more

immortalized in

thousands of

yards of gauze.

Yes today I wear you…

Red,

the cupreous slug of my heart

rests on saltysweet