Red Marks

Maybe it’s Sproing Fever—
I see the typ-o—like a blood
stain but I won’t bother
fixing it. I already produced
a to-do list beyond number.

Not because it’s too much
work but I signed a blood
pact to that invisible church
where mind-heart surrendered
and I get this sproing-itch

unless I honor desire
even on Monday. Follow bliss
might sound easy: Taste fire!
The want-to/have-to dis-
olution, union, goes higher.

Make our marks so strong
outside the lines of fear
and hate. Let’s color long
until we’ve made the last tear
and discord turn to song.

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