Blood not paint
Posted by The Geecologist | Filed under Lies
They held up a stone.
I said, ‘Stone.’
Smiling they said, ‘Stone.’
They showed me a tree.
I said, ‘Tree.’
Smiling they said, ‘Tree.’
They shed a man’s blood.
I said, ‘Blood.’
Smiling they said, ‘Paint.’
They shed a man’s blood.
I said, ‘Blood.’
Smiling they said, ‘Paint.’
And then:
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