• oracular_ 6w

    This death scattered all around
    in different shades,
    In different shapes.
    Is a secret in red passed from
    the sky to the ground.
    By the rain.

    After a crime at the show
    by the watcher and performer.
    Shall come a linguistic epilogue
    performed by the snow.
    To clean enough to be
    compensated again.

    With the loss of lives as always,
    being left uninvestigated.

    ©oracular_