RUBY BLOOD

“Let others live in black and white; you must live in technicolour. Let your readers see the blood at the heart of the ruby.”
Rita Mae Brown

I climbed down
a rusted stairwell
and entered a room
where it was snowing
and found David in his shorts
and tattered tees

What woke me wasn’t the dream
but Dave coming to bed
at four in the morning
after a hard night
with his faceless fakebook friends
and internet blue movies

So now it’s just you and me
wading through words
sifting through the zealous efforts
of others who try to tell
their sad life stories

The ghost of my dreams
still cling to me
as I trawl these busy highways
of scattered metaphors
looking for the one
that will show me
‘the blood at the heart
of the ruby’


(Collage: Ruby Blood by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
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