Thursday, August 26, 2004


Lightning struck the rainbow,
And it burst.

Jagged fragments of the spectrum
Rained across the ground
With deadly festivity.

I saw an old lady
Impaled upon a shard of indigo.

I, myself, was almost struck
By a bolt of blue.

They say that the streets ran red.

It is not known how much of that
Was merely chromatic.

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