Shades of desire (cardinal, sangria, ruby, venetian red)

by Christos Polydorou

It has been a masculine year. I fear,
our very own tears,

couldn’t stop it from revolving
and flattening

everything in its path.
The aftermath

is this and what is left of this is this.
Give me a kiss,

**** my brains out!
Shout to me in any language but mine!

Watch me shine. At last, on time,
the stars aligned

with my modern soul.
You say

I am losing my head.
You are right.

It is because
I see

right through
you,

directly
glaring

at the colour
red.

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