FAKE BLOOD

Heed those passion
that chisel you
into a beautiful sculpture
One curse:
A stolen breath
will lull you to deep sleep

Heed those glitter
that shine tinsel
on your head
One gavel:
An unearth corpse
will hit your crown to dust

Heed those love
that suck gallons
from your cells:
Circumvent a path, that
there is no derth of fake blood