Hard at night,
Through the mask it gleams.
With green sparks of life,
writing with pride.
Inside is the red,
red of life,
live,
longing,
for more.
In the red,
are more dots of night,
like stars gleaming,
in the darkest bloody sky.
I look up and take a breath,
A breath of fascination in the darkest night.
~58 words~