Seika
Red is Such a Beautiful Color
Does death become real...to the ones who have died...
And are there the chosen few... who speak to the dead...
Questions to ponder as I sit here
waiting for the blood to drain from my arms...
It's rather beautiful...
The color red...
Making remarkable...uninhibited designs...
A kind of swirling pool...
Alive...in the light from the window...
I want to meet so many...who have existed before me...
Will I have the chance...
Can I fall in love again...
or eat...
I hope I get to eat...
What if nothing happens...
but the end...
Suddenly...I don't want to leave...
But...these little pools at my feet have grown...