• Red and White.
    First goes the Red,
    Sweet and Flowing
    "Come Back! I need You!" I Whisper
    "Come Back,"I Wail.

    Helplessly I watch Red leave.
    There's a big hole,
    a big Gash that has been opened,
    as Red leaves.
    "Goodbye," I say,
    "Goodbye Red."

    White.
    White all around.
    Its nothing, its everything.
    The embrace is warm and cold.
    Hysteria comes as White.
    It doesn't fool me.
    I know better.

    My Termoil.
    My Life...
    is in Branches and Thorns.