I Spit Crimson

I’m sorry, you say, eyes avoiding mine

I search for words, none in my mind

I gasp and choke, but none I find.

For between those empty syllables

You proved yourself a criminal

Pushing your hand through blood and bone

Finding a place you once called home

Scarlet spurting from my chest

I spit crimson, I spit red

I regret every word I said

The sky splits open, sunlight breaking

This is a mistake you’re making

And with a sigh and shake of head

You leave with every word unsaid

 

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