The
Ides
Of
Long
Red
Hair
March
In
My
Mind
To
Nowhere,
Smiling
Emptiness,
Reflecting
Nothingness,
Eventually
Marching
Out
My
Life
The
Ides
Of
Long
Red
Hair
March
In
My
Mind
To
Nowhere,
Smiling
Emptiness,
Reflecting
Nothingness,
Eventually
Marching
Out
My
Life
Life
Comes
At
Me
In
Bursts
Of
Color
And
Smells,
Pushing
Out
Reality
To
Reveal
The
Naked
Soul