bloodred

bloodreds, screaming haem

your fragmented petals
in much unelaborated
causal detachments

clotted brittle murky margins

you see
all what I see
is your oozing core
from leathery
remnantals

your frozen rosaceous memories
explode    [hardened boundaries
of death’s inching in bitter teeth]

in a thawing resurface towards
the boldening dreamt realms

a bloody bleeding revolution

 aggregates your pain-scatter
in an inner-calling coherence

on the ruined pavement
floored golden under the fivish
sunshine of extended suns

the pavement.             yes them.

the astoundingly spirited bridges
they stand in suffered brokenness
- a patched up geographical mess
by cheapish local workmanship
in some kind of rustic elegance

holds its ground
holds   its   ground

feet of my elongating solitude
take utmost care to stamp not-their
cemented splatters in healing cracks
in soft lays of your throbbing red figments
-weathered yet feathering articulations
   into the limitless freedom anthem


the fallen angelic bellflowers
seen in an inversive immersion- their
undisputed kireedam moments
mindless of the shrinking times
enroute to the so-feared last dot



ultrauber frequencies
faintly hum in a tranquil silence…amidst
the ringing bumble bees in headed strikes
and the colossally noisy mortal clarity
in dismissal
of the bloodreddening chaos-
their eternity springs