Red, White, and Blue

but the colors that run
like blood
down the mirror
are not two of those three.

What I see are rivers
multiple shades
still the same bloody substance
as if I’d stabbed the mirror.

I really don’t want to wait
to see when
the curtain falls
soaking everything in black.

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