RED

Slashed
across the screen
a bold
crimson flash
interrupts
the movie
the movement
the story
of silvery Fortune.

Red rips cuts
through that thread
dangling delicately,
hanging,
holding
it all together,
this Fascination with Blood
destroys
the moonlit yarn woven in pieces for the film
Who are you
Scarlet?
You do not belong
to me,
Although I have read about you.
The pictures are mine
You drown them in your
Crimson Tide
I wash them in silver blue
NO customer
will ask
for his money back
for I
have assumed
the Risk
This is a Private screening
The Red Queen
was NOT invited
Ladies and Gentlemen:
This has been a technical difficulty.
We now resume our regular
programming.