Blacktooth

black and blue

we taste the crimson

the warm drink of defeat

I remember bruises in Royal Blue

in Air Force Blue

I remember yellow

green

purple

red

black

snag a vein and play

in Fountains of Youth and Joy

in some professions

suicide gets you a medal

my blood is a backwater

trees missing branches

crumbling Iron Oak

good has been in me

evil has been in me

knee-deep and knuckle-deep

we drown in these waters

one sip at a time

what’s my name?

every few moments I ask

who am I?

am I the water?

am I the reflection?

am I the disturbance on the surface?

smile girl

they get upset if you don’t smile