By David Michael Jackson
NO RED
 

used up all the paint

no red

damn

can't paint

no red

no rose, no

apples, no

red limozines

running through the night taking

queens to kings

no red for the joker's cap

no red for her lips she might as well 

be

dead

no red

and the yellow's running low

for the sunrise

for the little lady's hat

so little time so little yellow

and no 

red

Copyright © 1998 by David Michael Jackson, Originally published at Motherbird.com

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