He Wrote in Red

Did you think you would ever
be unbroken?
You paint and paint
but never cover up
the dark spots

or if you do,
they seep through
the waxy love colors

that at least made you feel human.

Feeling like a worn out rag doll
has become commonplace

but this heart,     this old heart
and the ache that lives there
w r a p p e d and tangled
in red corpuscles
and life.



~(I am penning a poem a day  from November 24th through December 25th, 2016 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day #11)


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