The Red Light

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The red light
Lacking because
Reflecting sight
In carafe’s shiraz

Was amplified
Into silence
Not typified
By violence

The sun set
Darkness overcame
No regret
None to blame

So I went to sleep
I thought in bed
Through time I’d leap
I woke up dead

Published by T.M. Shorewick

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