mysterious tragedy
tri tran

My arteries and veins jolt then rupture.
Tiny crimson embers blaze inside my world...
I, an injured vagabond,
Lost in the vortex of my Tsunami.

My wailing heart mourns lyrics to the stars and moon
As the sun begins to change from scarlet to auburn;
My head spins like an ice skater on her axis,
Longing to hold the pretty colors of the rainbow.

The rain flip-flops inside my bones.
Each rain-drop, a sad musical note,
Crying to the planets, around...
I, an injured vagabond,

Slowly, die without knowing why.