Public Poetry. Hot Afternoon.

public-poetry / Writings 3 May 2017
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Hot afternoon 
I’m drinking blood 
in this red-hot afternoon 
blood with white transparent particles on it 
savouring every sip 
the colour paints my lips 
bloody red
the smell isn’t   
appealing as it used to
a comfort
in this hot thirsty afternoon
My raspberry juices.
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