poem in red
this is a poem in
red and my hands are
shaking and
my bed is not
a bed
and I lay still and I
think of dreaming and
I think I’m dreaming
and the yellow walls are
not yellow until the sun
is on time and
reveals that they are
filthy piss yellow
and I wake up from being
awake
and I daydream of
sleeping
and I bleed colors
and I forget what day
it is
and I write a poem
in red
Chase Spruiell was born in Denton, Texas. He spent the majority of his life playing basketball throughout high school and college. He has a bachelor’s degree in Digital Cinema and currently resides in Austin, Texas where he plays music with his band, Free Kittens & Bread. Twitter @kittensandbread