recasting

I.
there is a thing inside it.
it cannot find it.

II.
there was
a body
on a
sidewalk.
lips and
hair.

there was red
and black.

III.
there was blood
and shadow.
the blood was
inside.

IV.
there were sounds:
a striking clock.
there was a fetid yellow streetlamp.
there were things.

V.

(red and black)


i'm obsessed, and i'm also incredibly stuck. maybe reading petrarch would help. maybe i'm just stuck fair and square. maybe i got nothing to write about.
i wish stuff would stop making creepy noises in the dark.