Sliding terror for a hollow day
full of some blue and cold winds
with crazy mice who swim.
There is gray in the world,
told it is dangerous,
not life but people,
poisoning my eyes,
making my brain dance
after midnight
with pink life preservers
But the bats fly hard.
They fly steep,
these bats,
dancing with jiggers of scotch
crystal clear red eyes exploding.
stillfugue 
#1 by Deb @ San Diego Momma on March 24, 2011 - 11:43 am
I love this hard core. The imagery and the mood evoked?
Love it.
#2 by Carl on March 25, 2011 - 6:22 am
Deb, thank you for your comment. I appreciate it!
#3 by liv2write2day on March 24, 2011 - 12:47 pm
I enjoy your ability to incorporate colors in such a way as to create strong emotional overtones.
#4 by Carl on March 25, 2011 - 6:26 am
Victoria,
Thank you for your comment. I am glad the colors have some effect…Most often I can feel them.
#5 by timkeen40 on March 25, 2011 - 6:34 pm
Perfectly dark! I love it!
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#6 by Carl on March 25, 2011 - 10:38 pm
Thank you, Tim. I really appreciate your comment.