We Will Call it Jan 7

This violent episode begins innocently enough;

a game of tag between shades of blue, 

which batter and bruise each other into 

deep shades of purple.
What appear at first like surface injuries become

internal bleeding; capillaries burst -

blood red fireworks which bleed and bleed

until the crimson blood runs black, 

a coagulated scab of a sky

which will be picked off come morning - 

a vicious cycle of abuse 

called sunset. 

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Life: 

The engines on the Bombardier 700 falter, and the passengers hearts begin beating in time, 

a collective jolt and we've lost seconds of our lives - which we acknowledge as we meet each other's gazes:

Are you afraid?

Are you?

The oddly all-male flight crew moves through the cabin with poker faces. 

If I die, I will die writing. 

If I die, I will die editing these words. 

Funny, how we do not think about the fact that we are alive until that screaming, terrified heart in your chest reminds you that - 

things fall.
things fail. 

Everything is temporary.