red
by ps

i've got my eye on the hand
and red awaits commitment

for a while, in desperation
i hoped for such a face
but now, with so many smiles
i hide behind disgrace

is it a friend / that holds a lamb?
take sherry to the movies
surprise her with naps in fields

is it the stranger / in egypt's tomb?
write letters in cologne
share the writing in a poem

is it a fire / unlucky in love?
be the baker who will stay
travel through the night and rain

is it the mystery / reintroduced?
be her living paradigm
give reasons as to why

tumbling down to one
caught in a bear trap
irony is twisted
and takes me aback

both my hands are empty
and red still needs a friend

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