Quick Post No. 7

Red sees red,
Hate stained head,
Last breath echoes,
Brute fiend fed.
Strong love served,
Taught plucked nerve,
Soft heart boiled,
Wanton left curve.
Attempted dissolution,
Vicious resolution,
Purple veined bruises,
Painful absolution.
Knife to lung,
Thrust thrice sung,
Her love pooled,
His red won.

 

THE END

 

Copyright WB Welch – All Rights Reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

To see the photo that originally inspired this story, visit the Instagram link below.

Quick Post No. 7

 

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