Alphabet Soup Minuscule

J.C. Scheff

Bleeding Pink


My heart bleeds pink,
As I watch the flowers die more each day.
Like me, like you.
Our roots cut.
Our cells breaking down and spitting out the leftovers,
As if we were last week’s pot roast.

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2 thoughts on “Bleeding Pink

  1. Yes, last week’s pot roast is today’s diarrhea.

  2. No, that would be the stomach flu 🙂

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