Day 28. Nearing the end and my writing has turned to crap.

Not my best work, but as good as it's going to get for the day. Two offerings for "Seeing Red," the Read Write Poem prompt.

Nocturnal

I used to dream in red
about changing the world

I thought I was special

Now I dream in black and white
about unrequited love,
only to realize I’m the same
as everyone else

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A Crimson List

I sit down,
make a list of all the things I’ll need

A mixer
for tossing in sins

A notebook
For keeping secrets,
generating scarlet letters,
and confessions

A vacuum
for destroying the remnants
of our failures

Candles
for melting the evidence

The red line train
for escaping

All of the items are red
because red demands attention

Satisfied,
I put the plan into action