We Are Still BurningA Poem by saling He laughed, buried in red, elated to have her in his head.
He gave her flowers
So she made a crown Laid it on in his head Watched as the flowers Grew into his skull Cutting open his head Blood in his mouth Bright as the sun He laughed Buried in red Elated to have Her in his head © 2020 salingAuthor's Note
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