his eyes were flashing like an exit sign
bright red, he couldn't wait for someone
to walk right through him.
he jumped ship as soon as she sharks
started to circle
ready to light up the water
white and red -
the same colors that beat through his heart
like a drum
that he couldn't wait to stop playing.
he'd stopped playing a long time ago.
lucky for him, his heart beat on
perpetually praying for greener pastures
that his mind never believed in
that he wasn't looking for anymore.
dude, i really dig this. mixing the media these days, eh?
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