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thank you

Posted to Poetry




very much.

a strange phenomina on litkicks for me: someone is always confused by/ anxious to have me cut lines like these:

I stared out the window and
saw a gash of orange light through the dense clouds;
it brought back the image of blood
coming out of my pale skin,
the image of a time of more passion and less hurt.

was the image confusing or was it the idea that there was less hurt connected to that image?