Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Eyes

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Eyes

A scarlet sky

At midday

Such an odd sight

As I look up.

I don’t even mind

The acquired aroma of

Vomit, blood, and rot

That mingles to sting the nostrils.

An explosion nearby,

A cascade of earth

And charred flesh

Showers the terrain.

I cannot move

Pinned under the few and the proud.

My breathing grows

More shallow.

A blink           The sky          Goes blue

       Then fades         To black.

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Written by barryr22

March 20, 2010 at 12:24 am

Posted in Poetry

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