Midnight Candy
Red or orange-yellow stains
Crushing candy in my veins
I can only see this through
After green but before blue
Staggered lines along the wall
Light bleeding orthogonal
From the lamppost on the street
Swear the two shall never meet
I believe in heparin
Bloody, stitched but lives and breathes
If not only bruised between
Soul and lungs, liver and spleen
Share a drink between us all
Dull our minds with paracetamol
Keep from screaming through the pain
Pray to god to make him sane
Writer/s: Ethan Schaber
