Black and Blue


Black and blue.

Colours that go

together 

usually

a perfect match

usually.


Red is different.

It stands alone

and shouts

and screams

and bleeds

and bursts

into flame.


But there is black at the heart

of the fire,

black sticks 

that make

its bare bones. 

And it needs air

to burst

into flame.

Less air, though

to burn with a blue flame

to breathlessly consume 

the black parts.


Blue and black

the remnants are lying there

breathless memories.

Black and blue.

Beaten.

Broken.

Waiting for the red.





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