If there is a special Hell for writers, it would be the forced contemplation of their own works. -John Dos Passos
Showing posts with label color: red. Show all posts
Showing posts with label color: red. Show all posts

Thursday, March 22

Color Wheel

It's Saturday night
And I am on the
Blue Rug
In your living room
Eagerly pulling off your
Red Sweater
With trembling fingers
While you leave
Purple Hickeys
On my neck.

Monday, March 19

Depression

People say the depression
Is blue and black and purple
As they moan and wail about
How hard their lives are.
My depression is red:
The hot pulsing light
Behind my eyes as you
Pick up your Red Sweater
And walk away.